Topic: thank you for my freedom
I opened the cage and let the green parakeet out of the cage.
“Fly away, little birdie,” I whispered to it. It changed into a little green guy like the one on the Flintstones.
“Yikes,” whispered Sam next to me.
“Whoa,” I replied.
“Thank you for my freedom. I shall currently leave this threshold to go back to Mars.” The green Martian left with a POP!
“That was a weird adventure,” I said.
“And awfully short, too,” Sam agreed.
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