The Story of Rosa and Jack

Once upon a time...

We were outside blowing grape-scented bubbles on a warm March day.
As Rosa squatted down to pop a bubble hovering patiently on our porch
she met Jack.
It was love at first sight and she squealed in delight!
(don't be jealous that I can rhyme, you too can do it at anytime)
She followed Jack around the porch as he struggled to get away from her.
She was relentless in her love
Though, she lost him several times, she always managed to find him again.
Finally he succumbed to her charm and climbed up on her bubble-popping stick
and let her carry him around the porch.
They had lovely conversations...
Jack, are you enjoying the bubbles?
Jack!  Jack!  Why you not talking to me?  Jack?
Well, it was mostly one-sided.
And then she gently laid him on the ground
as she ran to pop a giant bubble.
And like a Shakespearean tragedy, her departure left Jack so devastated
he slain himself under her shoe, so they shall never truly part.
(lifting up foot to examine squashed ant)
Oooh.  Goodbye Jack.
And then she went inside to eat lunch.

The End