Once upon a starry night, in a sleepy town so bright, lived a little boy named Bine, whose dreams took flight.

Every night when Bine lay down, he'd close his eyes with a yawning sound. He'd dream of things so out of sight, like aliens dancing in the moonlight.

Bine saw a ship, silver and sleek, that zoomed across the sky so chic. Zooming and zipping, it made no sound, until it landed on the sandy ground.

Out stepped Zog, with his antennas high, wearing a bow tie, quite a sly guy. 'Hello Bine!' he said with cheer, 'For an adventure, you have nothing to fear!'

They hopped on the ship zooming high, passing stars and waving 'Hi!' They went to planet Fizzlewok, where trees talk and rocks can walk.

On Fizzlewok, Bine did find, a forest lush and quite divine. The trees chimed stories long and old, while rocks danced and twirled bold.

They met a cloud named Fluffy, who offered pie – so puffy. 'Have a bite,' Fluffy said with glee, 'It's filled with dreams, you'll see!'

Bine took a bite and felt a thrill, his heart with joy did fill. He soared and twirled in a dream of cream, the pie was simply supreme!

'It's time to go,' Zog did say, 'But we'll be back another day.' Bine waved goodbye to friends and cheer, 'Till next time, my dear!'

Back in his bed, Bine did lie, with a contented, dreamy sigh. His night was filled with whimsy and cheer, knowing Fizzlewok was always near.

Every night when starlight gleams, Bine knows he'll have sweet dreams. Of aliens, pies, and rocks that talk, Bine's delightful dreams never mock.

'Goodnight Bine,' the stars glow bright, 'May your dreams take flight.' And with that, his dreams did blend, until morning light, the journey's end.