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In a land where the quirky creatures roam,
Lived a llama named Larry who called a bus his home.
With a top hat too big and a monocle askew,
He’d offer you tea, though he’d only have two.
Larry the Llama, with his bus made of cheese,
Drove through the meadows with the greatest of ease.
He’d stop for the cows who played the kazoo,
And the sheep who’d all join in a yodeling crew.
One day a penguin named Pete came along,
With a suitcase of fish and a heart full of song.
“I’ve traveled the world, seen mountains and seas,
But nothing’s as grand as this bus made of cheese!”
They journeyed together, this odd little pair,
Through fields of spaghetti and marshmallow air.
They laughed and they danced, making friends by the score,
With ducks who wore socks and cats who could roar.
But one fateful evening, under the moon’s glow,
The bus hit a bump and went “Whoa, whoa, whoa!”
They landed in jelly, oh what a mess,
But Larry just chuckled, adjusting his dress.
“For life is adventure,” he said with a grin,
“Whether we’re out or stuck deep within.”
So they set up a camp in that wobbly goo,
With Pete singing songs and Larry brewing stew.
And thus they remind us, through laughter and cheer,
That life’s what you make it, far or near.
With friends by your side and a heart full of glee,
Even a bus made of cheese is the best place to be.
Lived a llama named Larry who called a bus his home.
With a top hat too big and a monocle askew,
He’d offer you tea, though he’d only have two.
Larry the Llama, with his bus made of cheese,
Drove through the meadows with the greatest of ease.
He’d stop for the cows who played the kazoo,
And the sheep who’d all join in a yodeling crew.
One day a penguin named Pete came along,
With a suitcase of fish and a heart full of song.
“I’ve traveled the world, seen mountains and seas,
But nothing’s as grand as this bus made of cheese!”
They journeyed together, this odd little pair,
Through fields of spaghetti and marshmallow air.
They laughed and they danced, making friends by the score,
With ducks who wore socks and cats who could roar.
But one fateful evening, under the moon’s glow,
The bus hit a bump and went “Whoa, whoa, whoa!”
They landed in jelly, oh what a mess,
But Larry just chuckled, adjusting his dress.
“For life is adventure,” he said with a grin,
“Whether we’re out or stuck deep within.”
So they set up a camp in that wobbly goo,
With Pete singing songs and Larry brewing stew.
And thus they remind us, through laughter and cheer,
That life’s what you make it, far or near.
With friends by your side and a heart full of glee,
Even a bus made of cheese is the best place to be.