Bits And Pieces Shop Comments

There is a man, whose name is Phillip and he owns a shop. In his shop he has lots of carvings of heads, hands, feet, animals, manikins and various other things, which he sells. The shop is called bits and pieces. One night when Phillip had locked the shop and gone home, things began to happen, things started to come alive, the wood started to breath. Heads went to bodies, arm’s come as well and feet were on the move. They all come together. What strange things they did look. They were walking about talking too. There was such a noise in the shop, Singing, dancing a piano was being played. Now since that night a long time ago, they no longer look strange any more to me. I have become used to them and there is no doubt in my mind, if you saw them too, you would smile at the things that they get up too…
What am I?
I hear you ask,
I am a grey mouse.
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