all typos left in on purpose, natch. it gives character. [Plus it is Uma Character, which as everyone knows is the best kind of character to have. Because Uma has it.]

Ragu the Goat

Fiction by Uma

pronounced: Rag-oo
like you

Hey! Look its a talking goat!!!! er something.

Once upon a time there was a goat named Ragu, he was not old nor young, but regared as a quiet goat. The other forest creatures didn't pay much attention to Ragu. But what the creatures neglected to notice was Ragu's secret, which was that he was no ordinary goat becuase he could talk, and had other powers too. One day while Ragu had the music on too loud, a dark mist came over the forest, the mist covered everything. All the forest creatures got scared and ran as far as they could, they packed their bags and lifted their children. But one thing they forgot was Ragui the talking goat! Ragu was very tired and never heard all of the bustle of excitment. When Ragu finally awoke to get some leaves to fill his growling stomache there was nothing green in sight, all he saw was a vast meadow of burnt seienna. Ragu got very upset, what had gone on while he was sleeping, thought he.

So Ragu packed up his belongings which was only one pair of red socks that grandmother goat had knitted for him. Being so, Ragu trudged along the desolate path whimpering to himself. "Oh me Oh my what am I to do". Ragu was then tired from walking, he collapsed onto a rock and fell into a deep sleep. Ragu awoke a little pixie was humming in his ear. She looked just like mrs wilkerbeetle, except she was pink with wings, and bigger, and more illumious. So Ragu followed this intruging creature. Somehow he had regined all of his strengh, Ragu felt as if he were flying on Thourough Grass. All at once the pink fairy flew away and Ragu was all alone again, Ragu hung his head in dispare. Ragu then looked up, there was the sun, it was so radiant and bright it was almost blinding, and there was the rest of Ragu's neibors all waiting ahead to greet him.

The End