Sweet Dreams are made of these

Kince and I are very close friends... pretty much like Calvin and Hobbes... I'm _alvin and he's Kobbes.

Kinccitto, here's your dream, rewritten, as an ode to our friendship....

By a strange twist of fate, Calvin and Hobbes switch identities.... _alvin becomes Hobbes and Kobbes becomes Calvin.

In their usual ways of learning,
in their world they went exploring.
They explored fields, explored lakes,
explored puddles, and whatever else it takes.

They explored and got lost, in the middle of the field.
Calvin's inner strength started to yield.
Calvin talked to Hobbes feeling helpless and sad
Hobbes pounced on a bug like he was plain mad

Calvin sat on a rock and started to cry
Hobbes looked up and started to wonder why
Hobbes picked up pebbles and started to throw
the pebbles at Calvin, who didn't even know

When the pebbles hit Calvin, he giggled with glee
"pebbles becomes strawberries when they hit me!"
Hobboes pounced and tackled the little boy
As they rolled in the grass, full of joy

In strawberry fields they rolled and had their fill...
And then, for some reason, they rolled down a hill
They rolled and they rolled, and then rolled some more
They rolled until home, but they didn't feel sore.

Mom scolded them because they were late
she didn't know about the strawberries they ate
She sent Calvin to bed as he dragged his stuffed tiger
She tucked him in and said "don't pull an all-nighter"

Calvin whispered, "I love you" and hugged Hobbes' head
Hobbes smiled and pulled a basket of berries from under the bed
They had more berries and Calvin said "you're my best friend"
Hobbes said, "And that's how it will be, until the very end"

They finished the berries and had more fun for the night
Hobbes tucked Calvin in, and said goodnight
Calvin, off to sleep, put his arm around his best friend
And that, my dear children, is how our story will end.