Glass screen shows the world, A box of light, stories told, Remote's power reigns.

A lion, a puppy, a castle in the sky. I can be anything, serenely floating by. White, grey, sometimes painted pink. What am I, do you think?

You cannot fathom how large I truly am. Still there are billions of me. How unfathomable is that?

I am not moving and I am correct.....but only twice a day.

massage this sphere, and it will rise but too much movement spells its demise if the ingredient's expired, bubbles will not appear one of man's favourite inventions, many hold so dear