[ WP ] Write a serious , adult story in a style normally intended for children .

Hooglie Doodlie was walk'n round the Biyou one day when little ol'e alligata' came on up'ta his front dooglie! 
 `` Hey yu oh a Aliigata!'' Hooglie Doodlie said. 
 Then Hooglie Doodlie wife ol'e miss Doodlie walked on up to the front dooglie she says - `` Hooglie Doodlie, got damn that's a' a big o'le alligate Doodlie, you out'a on right out'a here!'' 
 Pretty soon ol'e Aliigata was a' on walkin up the steps to the Doodlie's and he was hunngrayy! Little ol'e Aligata takes a bit chomp outa Miss Doodlie's leg. 
 `` Got damn, Doodlie! Get this Alligata oft muh!'' Miss Doodle said. 
 `` Hold still!'' Hooglie Doodlie said. 
 Hooglie Doodlie then tried to preemptively take the jaws of ol'e alligata and pry them open with a hatchet. 
 `` O'le Alligata has n't seen a dentist in yuhs! He's breath is mighty awful!'' Hooglie Doodlie said. 
 `` I care lessen about the fine qualities of alligata's breath, and more of the present occupation of muh leg, Doodlie.'' says Miss Doodlie. 
 `` Allright mama, I's just tryn to make light of this horrendous situation.'' Hooglie Doodlie said. 
 After a minute of fidgeting, the mouth of ol'e alligata was opened and Miss Doodlie's leg was free. She quickly, and quite ecstatically, jumped into a frenzy and ran into the house, shutting the dooglie. 
 `` Allright na mister Aliigata you got ta get on out, you upset the misses and to be honest should probly get's to wash'n that mouth of yaws!'' 
 The Alligata, sullenly as it would seem, turned around and crawled back to his little swamp. 
 It was n't until later that Mr. Hoodlie Doodlie realized that said Alligata was actually a halucination! - it seems that the stress of his long dead wife had caused Mr Doodlie to fantasize a situation in which he was a hero, instead of the awful, sad, and horrendous truth, that it had been one, Hoddlie Doodlie, that had in fact, and with little remorse, murdered his own wife. It seems to be, that the last words that left Miss Doodlie's lips were of the kind, bitter persuasion, and sight immaculate passive aggression, and exactly the words being - Doodlie you's look'n likes an Alligata! 
 And every since that long lamented afternoon here in the quiet, lonesome swamps of Louisiana, we see strange Doodlie reacting his perverted fantasy. The mayor no longer comes down, nor did he mind to prosecute Mr Doodlie - Doodlie is left all alone.
