Iff The Water Genie

In a far away, distant, foreign place, country, there is a wonderful, grand, perfect, place. It has flowers, booms in all colors, petals will sweet fragrance.  In the meadows, leas, open land there are wild horses, which run, gallop, play in a mosaic, mix, myriad of colors. The horses form the perfect blend, combination, amalgamation, of playfulness, liveliness, mischievousness and power, strength, vigor. In the forests, woods, there are trees, ferns, vines, vegetation, undergrowth, overgrowth making them dark secret places with birds and other animals. One of these birds is the Colorado Mt. Lark. It has a brown, speckled, dirty back and body and a tan, white, eggshell front. It’s beak, mouth, pie-hole is yellow and it likes to eat slurppy worms.