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Those zebra twins have more energy than a barrel full of hungry lions.
I try to picture this but can’t, as I have never seen a barrel that size.
They prance around in my yard and eat my petunias, the neighbor groused.
Do they eat your marigolds and your day lilies?
No.
I would plant more of those, and less petunias.
Problem solved, right?
They wiggle their big fannies in our faces, the neighbor reported.
I looked outside where the twin zebras were.
They were licking the bark off his yum yum trees.
Maybe they need salt, I said.
Maybe you need to keep them in your own yard! Said the neighbor.
The joyful merry exuberant Christmas mouse is coming!
The Christmas mouse is coming! The Christmas mouse is coming!
I thought my aunt was daffy; she has never been fond of mice.
This is different, she told me. You’ll see. And I did.
The Christmas mouse was there in the morning.
He made waffles with blueberries, and put real whipped cream on them.
He made me the best cocoa cappuccino I have ever had in my life
And he added a peppermint stick that gave it an extra Christmas pizzazz.
He was a whirlwind of excitement – cooking, cleaning, dusting.
What else can I do for your family? He asked me.
Stay forever I begged him.
But he only comes one day a year, on December 18th.
It is enough. By the time he leaves we are totally in the Christmas mood.
Ready to sing Christmas carols and dance until our red tights swell up.
Now I am the first one to sing “Christmas mouse is coming!”
The hag Mordicahia thought she had captured the Sorcerer King
In truth she had gotten his cousin, who was a ridiculous ding-a-ling
The real king would have left him there to rot like a buzzard’s lunch,
But his mother and aunt sent him to save his idiot cousin Munch.
Munch was an empty-headed skeleton with green eyes and no brain.
He was ridiculous in sunshine, thunderstorms, blizzards and rain.
The Sorcerer King came to the hag’s palace and chopped off a head.
Thought he'd snagged Mordicahia, was hoping the old hag was dead.
They were in the middle of making their way with her bounty and loot
When she transmogrified up wearing a crown, and one ugly red boot.
She and Sorcerer King got into a battle that lasted a week and a day.
But he sent her packing finally, and she never ventured back that way.
She woke up in the wrong movie, mad as heck.
Her hair so curly, surrounded by birds that peck.
Where was Toto? The Tin Man? She would welcome the witch.
She turned to look at the sunset, it gave her brain a fine twitch.
She had gone to sleep in a poppy field with her loyal friends.
On their way to Emerald City, with hope she thought would never end.
But upon awaking, she finds herself standing in Hawaiian sand.
A flock of bird cawing away, as they leave the safety of land.
The flying monkey soldiers would be a welcome sight now.
She missed lion, Tinman, and scarecrow, with his brain, a wow.
I am Dorothy from Kansas she screamed into the roughness of the sea.
I need to be in another story! She watched the crowing birds flee.
Behind her a voice said, you think that’s bad? I am looking for the wolf.
It was Little Red Riding Hood. Next to her Prince Charming’s horse hoof.
Where is Cinderella or Snow White? He asked, confused as he could be.
It seems they were all lying in poppy fields when they woke up by this sea.
Alas! Just like poor Rapunzel, poor Princess Fauna was imprisoned in the highest wicked tower in her entire kingdom! Princess Fauna had long natural golden hair just as long and sturdy as Rapunzel's. Rapunzel was rescued by a thief, whereas Princess Fauna was rescued by a white knight in sterling silver, astride a white noble steed also called "Silver."***
"Hark! What sounds do mine own ears hear?" I hear the thundering hoof beats of a noble steed! Pray chance Almighty God, Thou hast sent one of Thine own knights to rescue me? Have mercy and loving kindness towards me! And smile favorably down upon Thine handmaiden from heaven's lofty heights." ***
Riding with the speed of the wind was a brave young knight clad in sterling silver armor. He posses a sword of truth, justice, liberty and honor. There was a bright and shining rainbow above his noble crown. Whenever he lifted his sword of justice towards God's lofty heavens', lightening bolts struck his holy and mighty sword!***
The royal knight Justin Freeman aimed his sword towards the fierce and fiery Satanic dragoons imprisoning the poor princess! Bolts of heavenly lightening came forth from his sword of liberty! The enemy's dragoons were struck dead by lightening. He then used his sword to pierce the black hearts of the demonic dragoons sent by Satan. And his victorious sword was drench with their lives' blood. ***
Then Princess Fauna let down her golden hair, and Royal knight Justin Freeman, ascended into the tower. Next they used her long golden locks to descend the evil tower. Finally he aimed his sword directly at it, and it bursts into flames. ***
They sang, danced and rejoiced and praised the Lord for its destruction! And the destructions of the evil dragoons! They rejoiced over the defeat of Satan and his minions! The forces of goodness and light were victorious over the forces of evil and darkness!
He then carried Princess Fauna on his noble steed "Silver" unto his own kingdom of goodness and light. Where God Almighty was the only God
worshiped and recognized! "And they lived happily ever after." ***
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
November 11, 2020
Fantasia has fabulous songs
This movie is a novelty
Converts feelings in secrecy
My sad soul feels that she belongs
Sweet musical notes come to life
Fast images that come and go
Chamber of sweetness don’t you know
Eliminating so much strife
Fantasia allows souls to sing
Violins elevate me high
Joyful angels give happy sigh
Imagine on musical wing
A crashing cymbal; things get dark.
Mickey Mouse wizard is asleep.
Bucket sloshes water too deep.
Flute like sound of a meadowlark.
A flower’s whirling petticoat.
Lovely sweet notes given by harp.
Orchestra keeps this music sharp.
Disney’s film, my own antidote.
I need no dog, the arrogant, annoying flea biter said.
He promptly did a summersault on his sweet head.
Well don’t look at me, said the old man flea Lee.
I am biting flesh right now, but no dog I see.
The dog gave a yelp and scratched a hole in his back.
But he was not as quick as the flea known as Yak.
Yak jumped out of the way, for he was a jumping flea.
Haha! Yak yelled with a shout. No creature got me!
Let’s go for the cat, the flea biter suggested.
They don’t taste very appealing said Sue, who had nested.
I think this is a giant, maybe a mollusk, or a squid.
It cannot be a dog; he died. His name was Kid.
Leopard Kitty had the pool to herself.
She sat on the edge, on the cat-loving shelf.
Others saw her there, and tiptoed quickly away.
She looked to be in a vile ugly mood this fine day.
Oh, let’s go on down, Tiger King Meow said.
He was in the mood to swim, in trunks of swim red.
Tigress Cat was unsure, so she feigned a head ache.
She had seen Leopard Kitty’s other side, for goodness sake!
Tiger King Meow and Leopard Kitty got along well.
They swam laps, danced a watusi and told others to go to…..
Made it a daily thing, this little te’te’te of two.
What was the Tigress Cat to do?
She finally joined them, and realized Leopard Kitty was not bad.
She had listened to silly rumors from her mom and granddad.
They were all fast friends now, and there were kittens galore.
They watched each other’s kits while Tiger King shopped at the store.
He brought home the bacon, the salmon and the kibble.
Kept women, which gave the neighbors something to nibble.
But neither cared, for they were living the life they wanted now.
Both dancing the watusi with their husband, Tiger King Meow.
Brownie Boy landed the first day of fall.
Gangly for Brownville, he was way too tall.
I hid him in my Neverland Mirror.
Knowing Peter soon would be here.
He was easy to please. Ate blouses and shoes.
I fed him my sister’s. She had plenty to lose.
At night he was the lead brownie, attacking the leaves.
During the day, we took him to the park where he did what he pleased.
Faerie Cowgirl Princess came along one November night.
Those two fell in love, practically on third sight.
They went to Arkansas where the leaves were still full.
We get a postcard from them yearly, two we barely even know.
Watch out below!” shrieked the interloping crow.
Ronald scooted back, but it landed on his toe.
Pardon me, said the whippersnapper extraordinaire,
But you have to admit there is something weird in the air.
Ronald was miffed, but older, experienced and wiser too,
So he merely dusted off his oversized foot that was blue.
What kind of a crow are you? The youngster asked to his face.
Teen ravens were never this bold; it would be a disgrace.
I am not a crow, the raven said, puffed up and irritated now.
Below he heard the bellow of a pregnant-in-labor dairy cow.
The farmer headed toward the barn, his due as it was his land.
Raven tried to ignore the youngster, but it was dancing on his hand
“Excuse you!” Raven said, and gave the crow a disgusted glance.
The crow was full of enthusiasm, doing a watusi on this branch.
There are other trees, Ronald pointed out as brazenly as he dare.
“Speaking of the weather, there are storms in the east, over there.”
“Speaking of the weather!” Ronald said. “WHO was doing THAT?”
They were now being stalked by SheShe, the world’s best climbing cat.
She almost got the crow, but unfortunately, he finally flew away.
So Ronald sat irritated, in a bad mood, the rest of the boring day.