Wanting a December Hay Ride

Crunchy the Christmas panda sat on the limb and sighed. He only wanted one thing – a December hay ride. He watched many skaters swirl and glide. A bird perched for a bit on the twig’s other side. Another disappointment Crunchy could not abide. He had already been forced to eat fries that were not fried. Uncle Zeke his favorite uncle had recently died. “I just want a hay ride,” poor Crunchy panda sighed.