The Sneetches by Dr. Suess

Now the Star-Belly Sneetches
Had bellies with stars
The Plain Belly Sneetches
Had none apon thars
Those stars weren't so big
They were really so small
You might thing such a thing
Wouldnt matter at all
But, Because they had stars
All the Star-Belly Sneetches
Would brag, "we're the best kind of Sneetchs on the beachs"
With their snoots in the air they'd sniff and they'd snort
"We'll have nothing to do with the Plain-Belly snort"
And whenever they met while they were out walking
They'd hike right on by them without even talking.
When the Star-Belly children went out to play ball,
Could aPlain-Belly  get in the game...? No not at all.
You only could play if your bellies had stars.
And the Plain-Belly children had none upon thars.
When the Star-Belly Sneetches had Fankfuter roasts,
Or Picnics, or parties or marshmellow toasts
They never invited the Plain-Belly Sneetches.
They left them out cold, in the dark of the beaches.
They kept them away. Never let them come near.
And thats how they treated them year after year.
Then ONE day it seems while the Plain-Belly Sneetches
Were moping and doping alone on the beaches,
Just sitting there wishing their bellies had stars....
A stranger zipped up in the strangest of cars!
"My Friends" he anounced in a voice clear and keen,
"My name is Slyvester McMonkey McBean.
And I've heared of your troubles, I've heard your unhappy.
But I can fix that. I'm the fix-it-Ip Chappie."

" I've come here to help you. I have what you need.
And my prices are low. And I work at great speed.
And my work is one hundred percent guaraneeted!.
Then quickly Slyvester McMonkey McBean
Put together a very pacuilar machine.
And he said, "You want starts like a Star-Belly Sneetch...?
My friends, you can have them for three dollars each!"
"Just pay me your money and hop right aboard!"
So they clambered inside. Then the big machine roared
And it Klonked. And it bonked. And it jerked and it berked.
And it boped them about. But the thing really worked.


Theres still more to come.. I haven't finshed writing it out yet.
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