One sunny morning, Billy the Bunny gathered his friends for a fun trip. Let's go to Whimsy Woods!

There was Sally the Squirrel, who always loved to twirl. And Timmy the Turtle, who carried his own shade.

Together, they hopped, skipped, and thumped through the meadow. Boom went the bunny, splash said the turtle.

The trees in Whimsy Woods were tall and grand. They whispered secrets with a gentle hand.

On a mossy rock, a wise old owl hooted, 'Whooo goes there? Welcome, play and beware!'

Billy found a shiny stone, round and bright. 'It's like a moon! What a delightful sight!'

'Ho, ho, ho!' laughed the echo. 'What a silly stone, it's merely a pebble-toned.'

They followed a giggly stream, bubbling with glee. Fish danced and plants swayed, as happy as can be.

Sally found a fairy ring, where mushrooms did sing. Timmy found a tiny pond, where dragonflies did pond.

'Let's rest,' said Timmy, 'our feet are tired, too.' So under an ancient oak, they made a dreamer’s hue.

The day turned to dusk, and fireflies danced. With sleepy eyes, they giggled and pranced.

With hearts full of joy and minds full of wonder, they headed home, safe and sound, united by their plunder.