Once upon a time there were THREE COOL CATS. They were all going to build their very own house. The first cool cat, BUNGALOW BILL, was in a big hurry. He wanted to do a rush job so he could get down to the river and play with his YELLOW SUBMARINE. He built his house just as fast as he could. As he was working , he thought to himself, " I need to hurry and not SLOW DOWN. After all, ROCKY RACCOON is waiting for me down by the river." Well, he soon finished his little hut and ran off to play with his friend.
The second cool cat, SGT. PEPPER, took a little more time to construct his abode. He wanted a nice house in which he could entertain his girlfriend, SEXY SADIE. In a few hours he was done. He went down to PENNY LANE to find his girl.
The third cool cat, was still in bed with his wife. " ROLL OVER BEETHOVEN. It's time to get up." Beethoven opened one sleepy eye..." GOOD MORNING. GOOD MORNING, my DEAR. PRUDENCE is crying in her crib. Why don't you take care of her while I go out and build us a new home?" Well, off he went, down the LONG AND WINDING ROAD. At last he found the perfect spot. It was not far from STRAWBERRY FIELDS. "FOREVER and ever," he said to himself..."My family and I will be happy here, forever and ever." He worked long and hard and at last finished.
In a matter of days, all three cool cats had moved into their homes, and just in time. One day a terrible wolf appeared. He was a real BAD BOY; A hungry old critter who wanted nothing more than to eat a few feline. He spotted the first home...you know, the flimsy one. "LITTLE CHILD? Let me come in." He was denied entry so he huffed and puffed and blew the house down!! Bill ran to Sgt. Pepper's place. "PLEASE MR.POSTMAN, let me in." (He never called Pepper anything but Postman, for some reason.) Well, he got in just in time. The bad wolf soon appeared and demanded that they open the door. " DO YOU WANT TO KNOW A SECRET? MEAN MR.MUSTARD. You can TWIST AND SHOUT and throw a tantrum but we won't let you!" The wolf huffed and puffed and ...you guessed it....the place fell apart! Everyone ran over to Beethoven's home. He LET 'EM IN ( just HAD to include "WINGS.") " Didn't I tell you all to build more sturdy homes?! Yet, IN SPITE OF ALL THE DANGER, you didn't listen to me." They had NO REPLY......the wolf was banging at the door! "Let me in,"I AM THE WALRUS."No! You can pound on that door with MAXWELL'S SILVER HAMMER all you want , and we still won't let you in.
By now the wolf was exhausted. He thought about FIXIN' A HOLE under the house to try to get in. He thought about FLYING down the chimney. "What to do? What to do," he pondered. He finally decided to move on and just LET IT BE. He had experienced a HARD DAY'S NIGHT and decided to GET BACK to where he belonged. So he went to his home, BACK IN THE USSR, never to return.
THE END ♫
2007-02-26 02:40:29
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answered by I am Sunshine 6
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