The bedroom was pitch-black. Mrs. Gugglespot realised that the professor was having a difficult night's sleep. He twisted and turned until the duvet was all his.
Mrs. Gugglespot could hear him mutter in his sleep saying, "Crocodile purple, purple crocodile I made …" He repeated that over and over again.
Mrs. Gugglespot knew she would have to try and wake him up gently. Quietly, she began to nudge and poke him to see if he would wake but too late! He leapt out of bed and looked at his wife - all he saw was a purple crocodile beside him...
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