Well, he knows hes supposed to make his bed before he goes to school, so he gives it a lick and a promise and walks out of the room.

The book had a clever plot, but lacked readability.

If I have a babash he get. If he get a babash he bring for me, he didn't have to bring it, […]

But what most puzzled and confounded you was a long, limber, portentous, black mass of something hovering in the centre of the picture over three blue, dim, perpendicular lines floating in a nameless yeast.