Miss Sloth was amazed at the majesty of the Spirit of Birthdays. Never before had she gazed upon a creature of such whimsy and fantasy! If anyone could help her get to Sarah's house in time for her birthdays, it would be this magical squirrel.
"Golly!" exclaimed Miss Sloth. "That would sure be swell of you, O Great Spirit of Birthdays. But however shall we get there?"
Why, by submarine, of course! said the Spirit of Birthdays, with a wry smile about its whiskers. Look yonder and you shall see the vessel that you shall embark to reach Sarah's party.
The Spirit of Birthdays stretched out an ethereal paw and pointed down towards the pool. Miss Sloth craned her head to look where the spirit pointed: as she watched, she saw a slow stream of bubbles rise slowly from its depths... as a magnificent Yellow Submarine surfaced, ready and waiting for her to ride to the party!
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"Golly!" exclaimed Miss Sloth. "That would sure be swell of you, O Great Spirit of Birthdays. But however shall we get there?"
Why, by submarine, of course! said the Spirit of Birthdays, with a wry smile about its whiskers. Look yonder and you shall see the vessel that you shall embark to reach Sarah's party.
The Spirit of Birthdays stretched out an ethereal paw and pointed down towards the pool. Miss Sloth craned her head to look where the spirit pointed: as she watched, she saw a slow stream of bubbles rise slowly from its depths... as a magnificent Yellow Submarine surfaced, ready and waiting for her to ride to the party!