When I looked down, the pit was brown.
I heard a cry so I turned it around, "Please don't throw me into the sea; for the whales and snails will feast on me!"
I said, "Ok, but you're ripe and whiffy! Let's clean you up, I'll be done in a jiffy." I felt quite witty as I named him Pitty and turned on the bath to get him all nice and spiffy.
--Quave W., 3rd-5th Grade