Once upon a spectrum, near the planet Curio, colors walked in pairs and clouds giggled.
From the Land of Polka, the trees wore socks and the squirrels spoke fluent jiggle. Every Tuesday, they painted their shadows purple, just because the sun liked surprises.
A child named Anu found a key, shaped like a question mark, that unlocked the laughter of the ocean.
...and so a bubble sang, bubble wobble doo, I follow you, across the skies of sleepy Arke.