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Pretty Pets, welcome to the “Pretty Petty’s Poem of the Week” issue. I’m Amanda
D. Petty and my business partner, James W. Hill, and our teammates, Anna
Shepherd, Megan Hill, Abdul Sami, and Khan Baba; we are poets. This will show
off our diversion of our poetry. Each week, a different poet will do this.
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This
is by me. Enjoy.
A
Disney Mix-up
By-Amanda
D. Petty
Lightening
McQueen cruised through Never-Never Land
With
Peter Pan as his guide,
Seeing
the Lost Boys, McQueen asked them if they wanted a ride.
Viewing
Minnie and laughing, the croc chased Minnie.
The
mermaids, swimming and flirting with Shrek.
McQueen
rolled up to Arial and her family.
Sebastian
sang, “Under the Sea”, to Mickey Mouse.
McQueen
hummed the tune of “Kiss the Girl”.
As
McQueen hummed, he saw his friend, Cinderella,
Doing
the “Bunny Hop” with Big Bird.
McQueen
laughed so hard, oil poured out.
Peter
Pan saw the oil, question-marks two-step on his face.
McQueen’s
right front tire was pointing at them,
When
Peter asked him what’s going on.
Peter
Pan laughed also.
McQueen
drove up to Big Bird to asked, “What are you doing here?”
Big
answered, “Cinderella asked me to dance with her.”
McQueen
retorted, “I get that. But, you are from PBS,
And
this is just for Disney. Cindy! Can I talk to you?”
Cinderella
hopped over to McQueen, “Yes?”
“What
is Big Bird doing here?”
“Well,
Big and I are dating!”
Big
Bird, Peter, McQueen yelled in a shocking tone, “WHAT!?!?!”
“Yep,
we are.”
Peter
and McQueen looked at Big asking, “Are you, really?”
Big
Bird shouted, “NO!”
Cinderella
started to snort, “Babe, come out.”
Prince
Charming took off the costume.
Charming
and Cinderella high-five each other.
They
both said, “We got you, guys.”
McQueen
just rolled away shaking his head.
He
talked to Pan, “This should be about the Loony Tunes.”
“Yeah,
I agree.” Peter said, also shaking his head.
While
McQueen asked Pan if he could go home,
A
magical hole just popped up.
Pan,
McQueen have dancing question marks on their faces.
Bugs
Bunny came up from the hole, asking them,
“Ah,
wha up, doc?”
Peter
Pan and McQueen have one huge question mark.
They
burst out laughing.
Bugs
said, “What?”
Off
a far distance Daffy Duck came up, questioning,
“What’s
the hold up, bub?”
Bugs
pointed at McQueen.
“Oh.”
Daffy’s face had hip-hop question marks.
“Woody,
STOP PECKING ME!” Daffy yelled at Woody Woodpecker.
“I’m
trying to get out,” Daffy to Woody.
“Here,
let me try.” Porky Pig said.
As
he got out, he saw McQueen.
“Hey,
how’s the new tires?”
McQueen
looked at Porky for a few seconds.
“Do
I know you?” McQueen’s confused face arrived.
“Mic,
we were drawers partners.”
A
lightening bolt hovered over McQueen’s head.
“OH
MY! YES! How are you?”
Porky
and McQueen talked for hours on end.
Bugs,
ironically, danced the Bunny Hop
With
Daffy, Pluto, Woody, Goofy, and Cinderella.
“I
have my own dance!” Bugs danced around.
As
Porky and McQueen talked,
Pan
tapped McQueen and said,
“Sorry
guys, but McQueen, it’s time to go.”
Frowny
faces walked around their skin.
“Really?”
McQueen said.
Pan
painfully nodded.
“Ok.
Porky, you have my Facebook Page?”
“Yep,
I do. I’ll friend you.”
“Cool.
Pan, I’m ready.”
Pan
sprinkled pixie-dust over McQueen.
They
went home with memories.
As
Woody flew over to Porky to say,
“That’s
all folks.”,
“HEY,
THAT’S MY LINE!” Red Porky yelled.
“No,
it’s not.”
“YES,
IT IS!” Porky screamed.
Feathers
and pork chops were over Never-Never Land.
Goofy
smelled his dinner;
He
chased Porky and Woody with fork and knife.
He
had bird and pig.
Mickey
says with laugher in his voice,
“That’s
all folks!”
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