The Unexpected Tale of Timble

In the land of whimsy where all the colors collide,

Lived a creature named Timble, with not one thing to hide.

His fur looked like rainbows, his eyes sparkled like diamonds,

And his laughter was heard from the early morning 'til lat into the night.

Timble was known for his very mischievous ways,

He liked to play pranks on all of his friends for days and days.

He would paint the town pink, then green, then blue,

Leaving behind a trail of all the colors anew.

Then one day, as Timble was skipping along with glee,

He suddenly stumbled upon a peculiar looking tree.

It had branches that were twisted, its leaves were all bright color red,

And a sign hung up upon it that simply read:

"Enter with your own caution, beware of the spell,

For this tree has a deep dark secret, that only time will tell."

Timble, unbothered by the warning of the sight,

Decided to enter anyways with all of his might.

Once inside the tree, he found a very strange sight,

A room full of all kinds of potions, brightly glowing so bright.

There were bottles of fizz and jars of goo,

And Timble couldn't resist; he had to try just a few.

He decided to drink from a bottle labeled "Leaps and Bounds,"

And all of a sudden he found himself floating high up off the ground.

Then he decided to sip from a jar marked "Giggles and Grins,"

And laughter instantly erupted from deep down within.

But just as he was reaching for another jar,

He heard a loud voice roaring with great commotion.

It was the tree itself, that is alive and awaken,

And it spoke to Timble, causing him to shiver in fear.

"You have trespassed into my home, and now you must pay the price,

For meddling around with magic in such a careless way."

Timble started trembling with great fear, but before he could flee,

The tree cast a spell that he could not have foreseen.

In an blink of a eye, Timble instantly shrunk down so small,

No bigger than a pebble, barely at all.

He tried to cry out for help, but his voice was much much to small,

And he found himself feeling terribly weak.

Now tiny and scared, in a world extremely large ,

Timble realized the price of his brazenness.

He started searching high and low, through forests and streams,

Just for a cure of his disastrous decision.

Now returning to normal was harder than it seems.

All through his journey, he has learned quiet a great deal,

About all the consequences and how he should heal.

He has met many creatures of all shapes and sizes,

And now has seen the world through different eyes.

Finally, after what felt like a llifelime,

Timble finally stumbled upon the tree, feeling near.

With a newfound wisdom and a humble in his heart,

He pleaded with the tree for forgiveness, eager for a restart.

The tree, seeing Timble had a change of heart,

Decided it is finally time to lift the spell that was placed on him.

But not before warning him once more, with a stern decree,

"To respect all magic, and let it be."

Timble, now turned back to his normal size,

He looked up at the tree with grateful eyes.

He thanked it for the lesson, hard though it be,

And promised to live with more humility.

And from that day on, Timble was verywise,

Never again to let all the mischief arise.

For he knew he had the power of magic's allure,

And the importance of being kind and pure.

So remember the tale of Timble's ,

And the lessons that were learned under that starry night.

For in the land of whimsy, where colors collide,

It's kindness and respect that you must truly abide.