Two Bubbles
One warm sunny morn, two bubbles were born at the bottom of an ice cold glass. They looked at each other and sparked up a chat for it seemed they had some time to pass. "Good morning, to you," said one to the other. "Good morning, to you" in return. "As professor of bubbles, im eager to teach." "And as a student, im eager to learn." "So, what, if i may, will you trach me today?" Asked student, as they floated to the top. "I'll tell you a secret you must never reveal." But before he had a chance, they both POPPED! So, you there's no moral, no point, and no end to this story, from nothing I've made. There's really no time to learn anything at all when you're a bubble in a glass of lemonade.
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