“[Mr. Benedict] 'Instead of answering the questions on the second test, (Constance) composed a long poem about the absurdity of the test and its rules. Particularly about the missing fourth step, which apparently reminded her of donut holes, because these were the topic of a second poem. She is very irritated, it seems, that every donut contains a hole. She feels she is being robbed. I remember a particularly felicitous rhyme between "flaky bereft" and "bakery theft".”
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Trenton Lee Stewart,
The Mysterious Benedict Society