I was just swimming in a bright blue tree  When a pack of wild
turtles came after me.  And so I wouldn't be part of Turtle Food
Day,  I jumped into a hamburger and drove away.  Along the way,
I met a talking umbrella  Who seemed to me like a rather nice
fella.  He started talking about his life,  And said he hated
inconsistent rhyme.  We soon encountered another  Who was the
umbrella's brother;  He was a purple elephant named George.  But
then George exploded,  As I carefully noted,  And his head
landed in a bowl of porridge.  It wasn't too long before the sky
grew small  And the ground below us disappeared with it all.  So
I took off my shoe  And a shape became blue  And off of the
world we did fall.  Through sponge and thicket (now that's the
ticket!)  Our downward compelling progressed.  And as I fell I
was muchly distressed,  Because I didn't know when the story
would rest?  Monsters chasing, dragons dreaming  Heroes and
villains do battle.  Things are getting pretty weird, its
seeming,  Or so says the ar