The Boing Machine

A coiled silver spring stuck right out of the baseboard behind the bedroom door, wearing a tiny rubber cap! I nudged it with the tip of my snout to see if it was squishy. TWANGGG! It whipped back and forth so fast it turned into a silver blur! The vibration buzzed straight through my plush chin with a dizzy, ticklish hum. Bzzzz-boing! I sat back on my tail fin with my mouth wide open, waiting for the humming to stop. The instant it went still, I leaned right back in and booped it again to hear that wild metallic twang sing out into the quiet room!