Background/Foreground/Repetition

The babychicken is yellin help.  “Help help!Get me outta here!  It is dark and crampy!”  “Hang on!” calls the rescuer, “Rescue911 is on the job!”  “Eek Eek!” screeches the baby chicken, “Dont crack my shell, you clumsy fool!”

Some apples were growin in the orchard.  They grew dreamily in the sun and the moon and the rains rainin down.  Then one day an apple said, “Oh the wonderfulness!  I am ripe!”  Along came a walkingby, and picked this apple and ate it.  “Hmmmm,” said the other apples…

Some people were hangin around the cosmos when along came a walkinby sayin, “Hey! Have you heard about immortality?”  “Oh…no thank you,” said the people, “We would rather have the lifeinsurance money.”

Some apples were growin rotten in the tall orchard grasses.  “I wonder whatever happened to that eaten-up apple?”  they were wondering…

Everybody went to Festival.  Some were liking it and some were hating it.  “Have you got any extra toiletpaper?” they were always saying…

Some acorns were visiting at the Old Oaks Home.  “Momma is so much happier here,”  they were always saying, “– than livin alone in that apartment.”

Some apples were growin dreamily in the sun and the rain and the moon moonin down.  “Hey!  Have you heard about immortality?” said an apple.  “Have you heard about apple pie?” said the other apples.

Some people were bein immortal.  “Well….now whaddaya wanna do?”: they were always sayin..