He loves us all equally.

My Tribute to Justin Morgan

This man is a beast.

“can’t someone tell me how to get back to the supermarket?” melon screamed. Someone took him out of the store while he was looking at the bananas. Now he was in the middle of a country road next to a cornfield. Cars on this road rarely passed. The cars all headed for the highway, the fast way. “until I find my way back, I’m going to sing to a tree” melon went in the cornfield and came out into the woods, laid by a log, and slept until the early morning hours.