There once was a green man, who lived in a green city.
He lived in a green house with a green door and green windows, and he had a green wife and two green children. At night he would sleep in a green bed and dream green dreams.
One morning, the green man got up, on a beautiful green day, put on his green shoes, his green clothes, and his green hat. He got into his green car and off he went.
The green man noticed a blue man on the side of the road, and he was so surprised that he had to stop the car and ask him, "Blue man, what are you doing here?"
And the blue man responded "I'm from a different story."
Food for thought
Do we live in an only green world? Why? Why not?