Once upon a time there was a tiny little mice. He liked to play books and snuggle by them but most of all he liked to play with other mice. He woke up in the morning and said, “Where are all my friends?” and they were eating hay with their families. He liked to turn on the radio and he would jam. He liked to eat breakfast all day. And, he liked Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich, today and tomorrow for lunch. He liked to have banana bread, have nails to fix his bed. Most of all he liked to make music. He loved loved loved his mama. He made beats with his feet. – Zion 2/10/06