well i ain't seen sam, and the snow man died, and i hope sam has gone to a warmer place in the city of winter, not beyond.

i saw the 8th color of the rainbow last night. it was about a boy trying to sell a goat for medicine to save his grandma. but it was his pet, and sensing that  maybe, no one was buying. then some thugs stole her to the butcher, but the boy saved her from the butcher releasing all the prisoners and creating joyous havoc. then the boy asked a painter and the painter said if you answer right how many colors in the rainbow i'll buy your goat. the boy said there are eight colors in the rainbow. the painter said ha you're wrong,there are only seven colors in the rainbow. my grandma said there were eight, the boy said, and shrugged leaving. then the painter thought and ran after saying wait, what is the 8th color! and the boy and the goat was gone. then the painter went wild painting all over his painting, and a new color i thought came out. 
then the boy goes home and the goat too, and they find grandma all well again and they dance around the colorful laundry in the courtyard, and the goat especially though she may mercifully not know how happy she should be.