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Mowdy the Volcano

There’s a volcano in my back yard. It’s name is Mowdy. Mowdy the Volcano. Mowdy is mostly dormant, pretty much always sleeping. But today I heard a big yawn and looked out my back window and saw that Mowdy had woken up and was smoking.

I said, “Good morning, Mowdy!” Mowdy said, “Oh, hi Fred! It’s good to see you. I hope you don’t mind, but I’m gonna send out some lava.” I said, “That’s okay. But can you do me a favor and keep it from my house?” Mowdy said, “Sure!”

The lava was spectacularly orange. It was like the Sun had visited and was traveling along the ground. It smelled like cinnamon and slightly burned toast.