“Wee, woo, Wee, Woo” I love bouncing on the moon. “What’s over there?” It looked like a blue shadowy figure. Daringly, I moved closer. It turned around. It told me it’s name, it said it’s name was “BouncyAggressiveReclessRobYacht” but I called it Barry for short. I noticed Barry had a picnic with him. I asked him if we could share it. Barry hesitated but eventually said “Yes.” For lunch we had: tuna sandwiches, cheese strings and we did have an apple but it floated away.
Barry yawned I thought he was going to eat me. Could this be the end?