Mickey's House of Villains Page #3
- TV-G
- Year:
- 2001
- 70 min
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in this house with to play.
l want to stay up.
l'll just sleep in the day.
He leapt from his covers
and slid past the clock.
He flung open the door,
but discovered it blocked.
There stood the robot.
lts finger, it wagged.
Before Mickey knew it,
by the seat, he was grabbed.
This just isn't right.
l don't need a rest.
l want to get up.
Stop being a pest.
Mickey scampered away...
heading
straight for the door...
but the robot was fast
and stopped him once more.
Bedtime is fine,
but this is my house.
You're making me angry.
Don't cheese off this mouse.
So, he turned and he climbed
out of the open window...
and snuck away quietly
on tippy tiptoe.
But little did he think
that out in the back...
the robot was waiting
for another attack.
Enough is enough.
l'll take this no more.
lf you want to play rough,
get ready for war.
A bucket of water--
that's just the right thing.
l'll pull on the string.
Mickey readied his plan
with his own little trap.
The robot came in,
and then with a snap...
and water came out.
lt splashed, and it soaked him
completely throughout.
He sparked and he fizzed,
that man made of steel.
He jolted and volted
and began to unreel.
Electricity surged
in the house all about...
zapping the circuits
and shorting them out.
Food from the fridge
was flung in the air.
lt splattered and spatted
in the poor mouse's hair.
He ducked and he dodged,
but he could not escape.
The jelly that hit him
was cherry, not grape.
Back into the bath,
he was dragged very quick...
and repeatedly scrubbed
with a soap on a stick.
All sudsy and wet,
but the vacuum was now
on a housecleaning spree.
The hoses, they swung,
they flailed, and they sucked.
forcing Mickey to duck.
He grabbed up a lamp
but right at that moment,
the recliner attacked.
Mechanical hands
squeezed him up tight...
but Mickey was valiant--
he put up a fight.
When things
looked their bleakest...
and all hope seemed lost...
Mickey picked up the chair
and gave it a toss.
lt hit the controls
and smashed them to bits.
The buttons, they flashed
and flickered in fits.
Mickey spotted his chance
to get safely away.
He snatched up his dog,
and then he did say...
This place is a monster,
not what l'd call home.
He watched that new house
shake, sputter, and groan.
lt fell with a crash
in less than a minute.
He turned to his pup
and said...
Glad we weren't in it.
Dejected and sad,
they both strode away...
Mickey and Pluto,
with nowhere to stay.
The rays of the morning
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