Tippi can't stand clowns. Dragon is terrified of cockroaches and Mom of mice. Dad pretends to be fearless, though I've seen him flinch when the mail arrives
The china is in smithereens before our tea has even brewed but it hardly matters. Minotaur is half bull and a little clumsy but bigger things have been shattered,
Now the day is over, you're lying in your bed and cares are spinning endlessly around your weary head. Remember that the moon you see is also shining down on me.
The seagulls are doing their dance again – Wings clasped to their sides, they stare up the street. Up and down, up and down, go their knobbly pink knees;