If you could read this the way you'd read a story to a child - neither fast nor slow.
Thanks a lot.
A little head popped out of a hole, and then there were heads everywhere.
"Rabbits!" said Winnie.
"Space rabbits are coming to our picnic!"
"Meeow!" said Wilbur.
A space rabbit hopped over to try some cream. Yuck!
Another space rabbit tried a pumpkin scone. Horrible.
Chocolate muffins? - Disgusting.
Cherries? Yuck!
Some of the space rabbits hopped over to the rocket. They sniffed it ... and took a bit. Then the rocket was covered in space rabbits.
"Oh no!" shouted Winnie. She waved her magic wand, shouted, ABRACADABRA!
and carrots and lettuces rained down on the rabbits. But the space rabbits didn't like carrots or lettuces.
"Of course!" said Winnie. She waved her magic wand, shouted, ABRACADABRA!
and there was a giant pile of metal.
Saucepans, wheelbarrows, bicycles, cars, even a fire engine. Yes! That was what space rabbits liked.
Scrumptious!
But it was too late ... the space rabbits had eaten up all of Winnie's metal rocket.
"Blithering broomsticks!" shouted Winnie. "Now how will we get home?"
"Meeeow!" said Wilbur.
Winnie looked at the giant pile of metal. "Perhaps," she said. "Maybe. I wonder."
She looked in her Big Book of Spells. "Yes!" she said.
Then she picked up her magic wand, waved it five times, and shouted, ABRACADABRA!
There was a flash of fire, a bang ... and there, on top of the giant pile of metal, was a rattling, roaring scrap metal rocket.
Winnie and Wilbur climbed up to the rattling, roaring rocket and jumped in.
VROOM!
The rocket blasted away. It rushed and roared through space.
WHUMP!
The rocket landed in Winnie's garden.
"That was an adventure, Wilbur," Winnie said. "But I'm glad we're hime."
"Purr, purr, purr," said Wilbur.
He was very glad to be home.
