Harold has a crayon. A purple one. And he draws with it. He draws the moon and a path to walk in the moon. He draws an apple tree and lots of pies to eat. He draws a mountain so he can find his bedroom window. He draws lots, and lots, and lots, and lots of windows! But none of them are his bedroom window...until he remember! His window has the moon in it! So, he draws it. And goes to bed.
I like all the things Harold draws with his purple crayon. But I like to paint better.
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