1. 274. Once
upon a time, there were rockets. They
were evil rockets. They wanted to fight
each other. They wanted a battle. And there was a little rocket. It was so little that a regular-sized person
couldn’t fit inside it. Only a very
little person could fit inside the rocket – like a little boy. A little could fit inside the little
rocket. The little rocket was a nice rocket. It wanted to stop the battle.
The little rocket
flew to the space are where the evil rockets were. But he was too little to stop them. So the little rocket shot jam at the big
rockets. The big rockets got all jammed
up. And they couldn’t fly. And they didn’t want to fight anymore because
the jam tasted really good.
The End.
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