(Y/N) P.O.V
Me and Philip were sitting on the hand of the 'temple' as he called it.
He had his ukulele and I had my violin. We were eating jam with biscuits it's really sweet of him.
"Oh! I have an idea! What about we be jam buds!"
He said, well more like yelled.
I laughed a bit "jam buds?, that sounds sweet"
We laughed
"Oh! What if we wrote a song?"
"Yeah! You play your ukulele and I'll play my violin!"
"Cool!"
"Let's see"
He tuned his ukulele I tuned my violin
He started
"The sun is bright, our shirts are clean, we're sitting up above the sea
Come on and share this jam with me!"
I started
"Peach or plum or strawberry, any kind is fine, you see.
Come on and share this jam with me!
I'll do my best, to give this jame the sweetness it deserves~"
"And I'll keep it fresh! I'm jamming on these tasty preserves!"
"Ingredients in harmony, we mix together perfectly, come on and share this jam with me!"
"Yeah! Jam buds!" Philip yelled.
"Yeah!"