A bright, windy day, full of sunshine’s rays.

Lay a small boy who is named Dwight.

He laid on the grass and counted the days.

Time flew like birds in the sky and wolves running at night.

He loathed the dark forest to his northwest.

He heard monsters and other beasts that he

Wouldn’t be able to fight in their rest.

He decided to let the forest be.

A few days later, he knew what to do.

He had weaponry and was going in.

He saw no monsters, till he heard a moo.

The forest had only cows with some tough skin

He saw nothing bad and explored that day.

For when you are relaxed, you can go play!