The Jar of Ink
Book 1: The rock and the Jar of Lollies
There once was a a small orange car with blue windows, it was driving along someone's face.
One day, while the car was zoomi-loomin' on the person's face, a rock knocked it over.
“Oh no!” Gasped the rock
“Uh oh!” Exclaimed the car
“Dearie me!” Vociferated the jar of lollies.
Where did the jar of lollies come from?
Nobody knows. All they know is that notepads have lines on them!
The End :).
PJ
Book 2: The Orange car and the blue vase
“Why is there a yellow slide?” I pondered out loud to my dog.
“So the buttercups can stick their photos on it” He answered, flicking away his freckles.
One of them landed on me, and I stuck it to the orange car with blue windows that was vroom vrooming around on my face.
The vase came over and sat down on this bench that had conveniently appeared behind her.
“Hello vase! I like your blue!” I Squawked.
“Thank you very much, my sweet, sweet pumpkin pie.” The vase whooped back to me. “I believe you have an essay in your hair.”
“Why, I do actually.” I aforementioned.
The End.
PJ
Book 3: The Vase and the Green Highlighter
“Ping ping!” Caterwauled the green highlighter
“It’s gonna be lit fam” Blared the backwards cap
But the chair was on the ceiling.
OH NO!
What a shame.
This means that it is NOT going to be lit fam.
Everybody is crying now.
This is a sad day for Kim Kardashian.
Not lit.
Not fam.
No nothing.
No Blue vase.
She died two minutes ago.
No orange car, he went on holiday to the leftover Countdown trolley.
Goodbye.
No dog either.
Where did he go?
Not here!
Jar of lollies?
AH
No.
Not anywhere anymore anyhow anytime.
The End
PJ