In the mirror, a giggle hides behind a twisty wisp of shadowy giggles.
Peek closer, and you might just see the tickle chase a frown into a wobbly smile.
"Tick tock, who’s there?” hums the echo in a silly dance of squeaky rhymes.
Do you see the cat that isn't a cat, but a caper in a twirly hat?
Follow the jiggle, and the frog will lead you to a pond of cotton candy clouds.
Riddle me this: when’s a mouse not a mouse? When it's a button on a comfy blouse!
Once upon a whisper, the sand tickled the feet of a pearl-coated dragonfly.
Can you hum along? The mirror wants you to hum a song of twinkling stars.
"Boo!" said the friendly ghost, who lives in the ticklish sparkle of the pumpkin's toast.