(Grandfather Sned had forgotten to lock it.) / Bill pressed the button, and Janet steered… // …When their families woke, they had both disappeared!” A multiplanet search leads to reconciliation and integration. They clambered into the Smeds’ red rocket. “Janet and Bill stole out that night / While their families slept / and the squoon shone bright. Despite parallel contemptuous commands to “Never, never play with” the other group, Janet and Bill secretly bond and grow up to marry. The illustrations’ eye-catching colors are intensely saturated throughout, sometimes jarringly so. Smeds and Smoos alike have antennae and tubular noses, but Smeds, red, have webbed feet they wear bare while Smoos, blue, sport elflike boots. Not far away, on a humplety hill, / There lived a young Smoo / by the name of Bill.” The patter and nonsense words ( wurpular, trockle) invoke Dr. “By a loobular lake on a far-off planet / There lived a young Smed, / and her name was Janet. This tale of prejudiced extraterrestrials jumps immediately into rollicking verse. Two youngsters from mutually hostile groups connect.
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