There once was a Bernie up in the high and low air pressured mountains where the goats screeching woke up the citizens that lay resting below for another day.
Bernie got up. A special morning- when he knew...
This would be the day.
He put on his brown leather boots, his one in a minion coat and looked out the window. Bernie sighed. He whispered to himself something that only the wind could hear. He walked outside to the shed in his mountain home.
He clutched onto his beanie(pronounced beanie) as he stepped outside his house. He breathed in the lovely mountain air, filled the the smell of goats screaming. This was a lovely day- a time for stretching. Bernie stretched his arms, legs and back.
Bernie opened the shed...and screamed.
What lay resting in the shed woke up and turned to face the chilly breeze.
Goats.
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