Introduction

Down through the inky spaces between worlds we fell, the ether whistling past.

Down, down into the blue, blue world below we fell, landing easily on a shelf of rock. Alien vegetation pointed colourfully upwards towards the stars from whence we came.

Sproing!

An alien world a million light years from home, and what strange life will we find here? We sit and look out over the suns as they set in clouds of boiling vapours, the moons slowly gain dominance in the night sky.

Sproing! Sproing!

The planet surface is cold now, we are going to retire for the night, tomorrow we will explore. Strange, we all feel as though we are being watched. Silly really, new planets can do that to a person.

Sproing! Sproing! Sproing!

Now out jump I, Bugaboo, now gone they have; out Bugaboo.
From depths darkest, goes Hippity Hop I.
Up to the sky.
Almost I ggly. Now what think YOU,
Of Bugaboo?
Caves and ledges, Caves and ledges: upto
hop I, though I no fly,
I am me
Bugaboo and Flea!! (You see)
Bugaboo we love you, Bugaboo love people too.
Save from the monster me, else I be a very sad flea.

Sproing! Sproing! Sproing! Sproing!