I sleep tight in my bed. So does my bed friend pet zed. I named my bed friend pet zed Ted. My bed friend pet zed, who is Ted, needs to be fed a whole lot of cled. Cled is like cereal, it made Ted fled. Fled to his sled. I said to Ted, who fled to his sled, not to sled. But this is Ted, my pet zed. So I sent Ted to bed.