Today was a wonderful day. The sun was up singing. The birds screaming their songs. The bugs yelling out. Even the flowers were smiling at his and his baby as he went.
Where was he going? Well, Yipes had forgotten that. As well as why he was going there. Or when he was posed to be there. But it was ok. Cause the ground told him that the trees would tell him when he got there.
So he walked. Singing about pineapples and pens.
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