Through the far lands ( a poem )

On a horse clip clop clip clop through the grass, jumping, fighting big beasts,
riding a crocodile, swishing through the river, and eating some yummy feasts.

Riding on a dragon, soaring through clouds, breathing out fire, rising higher.

Riding an ostrich, zooming through the trees, eating honey from the bees.

Sleeping on a bed, your imagination is tired, sleeping sleeping and .......riding a horse, riding a crocodile, riding on a dragon, riding on an ostrich and saying good night on your comfy cosy bed.

The far lands are sleeping, so should you, but don't forget
you can play in your dreams too.

Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!

Once there was a boy named Gless. He loved to sleep. But one problem. He though there was monsters in his room. He went to bed and he heard a squeeeeak! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!! He yelled. he ran out of his room, ran around the kitchen and jumped so high he jumped over his dad who was reading the newspaper. "Be quiet", there are no monsters. He went back to bed when a claw rose up above his head. He turned on the light and there was a monster. Aahhhhhhhhhhhhh, he yelled. The monster yelled Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!

He dashed around Gles's room and bumped into the door. Then Gless's dad came up. What's all the noise he said. As soon as he looked he yelled Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The monster yelled Aaaahhhhhhhh!! The monster jumped up, banged the ceiling and fell flat on the floor. Then Gless's mom came up the stairs. "What's all that noise" she said. Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!! yelled Gless's mom. The monster yelled Aaaaahhhhhhhhh!! Aaaahhhhhhhhhh!! Aaaaahhhhhh!!!

The monster ran downstairs, ran through the door, ran into a spaceship, blasted himself into space and zoomed and zoomed and zoomed and he yelled "Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!

And Gless was not afraid anymore. But maybe just a little he was afraid of spiders. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

THE END