The Christmas Tree Forest

I do all know me by now. My name is Tim and I'm telling you about the adventure I had with Jump Jump up at the North Pole. At last we were really on our way to the Ice Queen's Palace to rescue Santa's reign here. There was Jump Jump, the little elf with no feet

three inches tall, merry holiday and the other folks from the Holiday House. And myself, Tim, I'm just an ordinary boy that I sure was excited about all the wonderful things we were seeing. But I never knew what was going to pop up next.

Take the Christmas tree for us, for example. I'll tell you about that in just a minute. The icy path which the Christmas spirit had shown us. Nereology was driving the dog pee in the sled

that the Eskimos had given us. Jump jump was glizzing along above us in his toy helicopter. He'd have to be up in the air looking down on us, sleepy slim the lion trotted along behind the sled, yawning at every step.

brought you probably the clown in the court who walked in the head to people watch out. What a jolly sound. It's equally like the bells and the dogs harnesses. The huskies trotted along waving their tails in the air and barking every now and then.

It was swell. Here we have a day called out to me. Oh is it this fun, Tim? Sure is, Mary Holiday. I never had so much fun in all my life. I would have had a nap for two hours.

Think of that. It's the longest time I've gone without my beauty sleep in here. You look alright to me sleepy slam. Who you ought to see me when I'm rested up. Well what I want to know is even if we do get to the ice queen's palace, how are we going to get inside of it?