We are many things, but in the end we are dust.

 

I am something.

 

Feeling beautiful.

 

His other talent.

 

Here she is!

 

Now Mouse had found some cheese of his own. Looking from side to side, making sure Rat was not lurking around, began to bite away bit by bit. That Rat was rather a bother, thought Mouse. Then all of a sudden there he was Rat himself looking fatter than before. Oh its you again, can't you see I'm eating said mouse. Rat scurried away and said, "I have a great supply of my own" you can have your cheese." "Fine" Said mouse, and grinned when Rat had disappeared into a hole. "Peace at last!"

 

This is a good example of character in fiction:

 

Being angry is something you can dance away!

 

Can you handle this!

 

I can do a perfect Kermit voice..

 

And so I ask my wonderful fellow Americans: Can we live in a better world?