If animals kissed good night the sky would turn black, the moon would shine bright.
If animals kissed goodnight the sky would turn dark with the moon glowing white. It was also weird how it was worded that if animals kissed goodnight the sky would turn dull, the moon a chalk white. Jumpity-jump, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, bounce bumpity-bump. Kiss tip-a-tap-smooching their horns in a tip-a-tap rap. Klick-klack their beaks, kissing klick-a-klack, klick-a-klack, kick-a-klack kleek. The wording is the type of writing I loathe. They were wrapped up together like a romantic pose. The python mom kissed waggling around and twirling and twisting with her baby. She kept cutting back to the sloths still kissing. They’ll spend the rest of the story slowly kissing. It’s a mom and baby, and it goes to romantic territory. The sloths were kissing “soooo slooow That’s weird. It had a romantic undertone with some of the wording and pictures. The concept seemed really sweet and heartwarming, until I started reading.
