Mickey's House of Villains Page #2

but l couldn't be wronger.

He threw off his blankets

and slunk to the sink.

Perhaps l'll feel better

after a drink.

But the water came out

in a way unexpected.

lt sprayed from the drain

in his face, misdirected.

He wiped off his mug

in angry defeat.

That's the last straw.

My decision's complete.

l'm fed up with clanking,

ker-slamming, and squeaking.

The whistling and knocking

and roof always creaking.

Poor Mickey was irked--

a bit peeved, you might say.

His mind was made up

that he must move away.

So, he gathered his things

and emptied each drawer.

The last thing he did

was lock the front door.

Then Pluto and he

marched up the next street...

where new houses stood

all spiffy and neat.

He found a nice dwelling

that drew his attention...

with automatic devices

of the latest invention.

This house is electric.

Said the salesman with pride.

lf you push this red button,

you'll travel inside.

With the flick of a switch

and the pull of a lever...

the house, it transformed.

This is really quite clever.

The design's ergonomic--

for comfort, you see.

Grinned the salesman

as he pushed...

buttons one, two, and three.

The furniture

folds right into the wall.

lt makes a great shortcut

into the hall.

This kitchen is sparkling.

lt's synthetic steel.

There's even a robot

who can cook you a meal.

But how will the floors here

all stay so clean?

Should dust ever settle,

there's a vacuum machine.

Are there shutters that

bang, slap, rattle, or slam?

Not a one, not a bit,

not at all, my good man.

l'll take this new house.

Said Mickey with zeal.

After escrow and closing,

the contract was sealed.

This newfangled house

is now where l'll stay.

He then thanked the salesman

and sent him away.

So, Mickey settled back

in his modern recliner...

with buttons galore.

Ah, what could be finer?

Whatever he wanted

was his right away.

With a touch of a button,

he got a snack tray.

His chair, it reclined

and rubbed his back so...

then on came some music

and dimmed the lights low.

Said Mickey with a yawn,

as he scratched on his head...

Oh, it's time for a bath,

then l'll toddle to bed.

He pressed the red button

and rolled across the floor.

His chair went upstairs

through the new bathroom door.

With a splash and a splunk,

the brushes did clean.

What a wonderful thing,

this bathing machine.

Special arms then conveyed him

off to his bed...

and tucked him in gently...

then a story was read.

Mickey was cozy,

all snuggled up tight...

but he tossed and he turned

as his thoughts did excite...

of buttons and switches

and moveable stairs...

computer controls

on reclining chairs.

There's so many things

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