Sweet Dreams, Tweety
Tweety dozed in his airplane swing, listening to Granny read his favorite bedtime story.
“And so,” said Granny, “Lucy Lamb, Momma Duck, and everybody in Storybook Land lived happily ever after.”
Tweety rubbed his sleepy eyes. Where was he?
“Baa,” said Lucy Lamb, after giving him a welcoming kiss.
“Uh-oh! I must be in Storybook Land,” said Tweety.
Suddenly Tweety felt a gentle raindrop, then another, and another.
“Uh-oh!” said Tweety, staring at a black kitten. “I tawt I taw a puddy tat!” The kitten looked very familiar.
“May I have one, pwetty pweeze?” Tweety asked the man in the moon.
“Come and join me!” said the man in the moon. “Then you can pick a star.” Holding on tight to his balloons, Tweety floated up to the moon.
“Sweet dreams, Tweety,” said Granny. . . . very, very softly.
It is a quote. SWEET DREAMS, TWEETY 1993