One night they learned how to fly away from their bodies. Traveling far, they easily forgot the way home. Oh, the places they go.
Mr. Heft never left his restful nest. He felt lucky whenever he saw the Stingers and Stinkers people faced when they dared and failed.
Mai Más always liked enchiladas verdes con papas fritas. Not anymore. After meeting Sam I Am, all she wants now is huevos verdes con jamón!
Fangirls to fuzzies, they all fly fast for ice cream drips and chocolate nibs raining from a bright red cart driving heedlessly present.
My little sister played in woolly socks, her fuzzy bathrobe. She was a Truffala tree. I was pleased she’d chosen this over being a princess.
On March 2nd, Dr. Seuss will turn 107 years old. To celebrate this incredible contributor to American letters, we dedicate this week to him.