Posted by GnomeDome on January 25, 2001 at 10:55:17:
In Reply to: Seen Alongside the Glimmerglass posted by Sassy Soothsayer on January 25, 2001 at 09:34:33:
: *ziiiiiiiiiiiiiiip! zoooooooooooooooooom!*
: Heidy-ho, Mohicanland! It is I, Sassy Soothsayer, takin' an early morning spin over our village, checkin' to see what's new around town, and keepin' an eye out for She Who Tracks, who STILL hasn't been found! (Miss Marcia is gettin' mighty tired o' feedin' that hound, Hector, and has promised me an entire ROO-barby Pie if I kin find her!)
: Hmmmmmm...what's this I see, down by the lake? *swooooooooooop!* Ah-ha! It's that wee little man, the Gnome, and some o' his cohorts, singing! Let me get a little closer....*whooooooooosh!*...oh, yes, I hear 'em now...practicing their rendition of his newest poem, set to music by the Gnomette, and titled "The Difference."
: *la, la, la....*
: "Cats are cool, cats don't drool,
: Dogs are dumb, skulls of numb,
: Cats go potty all on their own,
: Dogs are snotty, crap in your home!"
: My, they sound pretty good, I must say...but it's a good thing SHE isn't to be found around HERE. SHE has a partic-YOO-lar fondness for hounds, doncha know. She might take a wee bit of offense at the wee little man and his wee little cohorts, what with their dog bashing an' all. An' speakin' of Gnomie's cohorts...my supply of Eye of Toad is gettin' a might low...I wonder just how close I CAN get to this little party???? *cackling softly, and shifting gears on Ol' Purple into "Creep/Sneak* mode*................
Jeez, trying to get these toads to sing is a trip. My tenor sounds like he has a frog in his throat, and half the choir keeps slipping and sliding off the rocks. Need some no-skid skin they do. And you would THINK that after months of working with them at least ONE of them would be able to hit a high note!
Nope.
Hmmm, what's that you say Bubba? Some lady is bellyin' through the grass headed our way? What's her trip I wonder? Well, she better watch her step - er, I mean her slide. This is a pond, and the geese do LOVE to hunker down around the pond, and you know what THAT means! Lots of feathers and goose Wash-ta around.
Nothing slicker than goose Wash-ta ya know. Or messier.
GnomeDome