The Night Was Stormy.  
The car turned down the lane towards the house aglow with light from the lightning.
The dog howled a mournful sound.  "I like cheese."  That dog spoke???
"My name's SPIKE!  Here`s my bone fida diploma from the dog school."
I turned the key in the lock but it seemed the door was melting away.

Oblivia stood in the doorway, barefoot, with a towel, only nothing else,  
and  stared into the eyes of the dog creeping across the ceiling.  
Flardox`s spirit was crossing the universe, powered by trampoline.
Then she asked, "How is school?"
Nonchalantly he replied, "Now, take this bus to Cuba!"

"Exact change, please," said a voice from the car parked on the side of the road where
the bus stood.  "Please hand me your worn and tattered boots and scarves, it said ominously.  

"Flardox!" said Oblivia, "What hast thou done with the key to the Rabid Monkey Cage?"
"I ate it!" said the driver, with a burp.  "I left the cat on the bus and said, 'Stay!'"  
She didn't want to cry in front of the monkey trainer in case he was a nervous.

"Bearsden Express to Scotland...