Sky-High Silliness and the Slumbering Steal

Starring Sofia, Sleepy Slime, Justin, Donkey man
Sofia pointed high to the land past the **clouds**, "Let's climb that tall vine!" she cheered to her **crowds**. Justin grinned wide and Sleepy Slime snored, But Donkey man brayed, "Let’s never be **bored**!"
They started to climb as the green tendrils **twined**, Sleepy Slime yawned, barely staying in **line**. Wind tickled Justin, making him slip, Donkey man shouted, "Hold tight—don’t you **tip**!"
"Whoa!" Justin hollered, his grip getting **loose**. He dangled and whimpered, “I feel like a **goose**!” Sleepy Slime stretched long, like a gummy blue rope, Catching Justin just in time—there was **hope**.
Above fluffy white, the palace did **gleam**, With gates made of gold—like something from a **dream**. But way at the top, a Bernedoodle stood guard, Giant and furry, looking noble and **hard**.
"Three riddles to enter, you'll have to be **clever**!" Boofed the Bernedoodle, fluffier than **ever**. The friends gathered close, excitement ran high, Ready to solve and give riddles a **try**.
"What has keys but opens no **locks**?" asked the hound, "A piano!" Sofia said, and joy did **abound**. Next came a riddle: "What runs but can’t **walk**?" Donkey man neighed, "A river, that’s no **shock**!"
"Last one," rumbled Bernedoodle, "What never gets **wet**, Though it falls in the water, on lakes you have **met**?" The friends scratched their heads, their faces all blank, Sleepy Slime murmured, "My brain feels like a **tank**..."
Donkey man huffed, “Let’s just break in and **see**! This riddle’s too tricky for creatures like **me**!” They burst past the dog, ducked under his **tail**, Racing for doors with a hasty **exhale**.
Guards in armor, wings shiny and **white**, Chased with loud footsteps, giving a **fright**. The friends ducked low, dodging straight through a gate, Into a garden of petals and slate.
Hidden by bushes, they spotted a **glimmer**, A crystal that sparkled and shimmered a **shimmer**. Sofia reached out, the crystal spun **’round**, Warm sleepy magic began to **sound**.
A yawn swept around with a cinnamon smell, The guards toppled over, magic worked **well**! "Time for treasure!" Justin whispered with **glee**, They tiptoed inside where the gold should **be**.
They hauled all the gold and climbed back to the **land**, Then spent it on donuts, both frosted and **grand**. They gobbled and munched ‘til their bellies felt **flat**, Sofia just smiled—she never got **fat**!