Imagination of a child

Blue Skies

Blue goodbyes

But don't fret

we've still got plenty yet

we'll throw  a plane

and fly a ball

Now lets all ride the

Hopisticall

He's blue and red

and furry all over

He hops and rolls like a blueberry turnover

We can skip the camel

We can ride the rope

We can even feed the great Omi-Chope

But now its time to say

Goodbyes

I'll see you next time,

dont you cry.