~~~~~~“I guess I should go feed Polly, my pet beaver.” Said Mr. Happy. He grabbed a bucket of fish heads and went out on the dock to call for Polly. ~~~~~~“Here Polly! Come get your dinner!” Shouted Mr. Happy. Polly’s head emerged out of the depths of the polluted lake and chirped with happiness.
~~~~~~“What’s that Polly? You want me to go swimming with you?”
