“Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

After they munched and munched and munched on the delectable peach until each of their bellies were full to bursting, James and his new friends thought they might go explore their great orange orb.

The Old-Green-Grasshopper sighed when he heard the request. He, nor anyone else, had brought any food with them on their voyage.