Mr. Bug Goes to Town Page #4

Now you take the high guy

and I'll take the low guy.

What a place to live in!

Well, that's curtains for old man

Bumble and the long legged lug.

Yeah, did we ever get

rid of them in a hurry.

Did we ever.

The boss ought a give us some

fancy sugar for this job.

We better be gettin' out of here Hoppity.

Why it's swell in here Mr. Bumble.

Solid and safe n' dry as a bone.

Over here Mr. Bumble.

In here.

Gimme your hand.

Oh Dick! There's a bee in here.

He'll drown!

Ok girl scout. I'm a-coming to the rescue.

Ok mister. Lets see what'll I do with you.

Say Mary, what'll I do with him?

Have him stuffed?

Ah Dick, don't be silly.

Here let me take that.

There you are Mr. Bumble.

This is where you belong.

Right out here in the garden.

See Mr. Bumble I told you we

belong here in the garden.

The lady human said so.

You heard her.

Gosh and she knew my name.

Called me, Mr. Bumble.

Oh, wait'll we spread the

good news in the Lowlands.

Oh! Well we'll move up here tonight.

So I close to him.

We grapples.

I'm up, he's down.

He's up, I'm down.

Up, down, down, up.

Then I definitely wraps his wings

around his kisser I deftly...

And I'm tying the grasshoppers legs

in a bow knot with a half hitch.

Bravo. Bravo.

And quick an you can say

Jack Robinson Crusoe.

We renders them unconscious.

Encompass megabus

or out of the money.

Them?

Yeah-yeah, the grasshopper and Mr. Bumble.

Mr. Bumble? You don't say.

Uh. Ahem. Nitwits, bunglers. For shame.

To think, that you my trusted aids would

raise your cowardly hands in violence

agents a poor defenseless old nincompoop

? like my dear friend Bumble.

Thereby depriving his only daughter

of her father.

Now it is my painful duty to go down there

and console poor little orphan Honey.

See Mr. Bumble,

I told you we belong in the garden.

Aw gee, it's beautiful.

And plenty of room for everybody.

And the human one said

we could move up there.

Now we can be gay and fancy free.

Bum around, bum around,

keep a bumming round.

We will be as happy as can be.

You and me. You and me. You and me.

After this we'll do as we please.

With a vintage wine

and imported cheese.

And we'll live the life

of Riley you and me.

Hello killers.

The boss!

Whoopy.

Greetings. Con-gran-u-lations.

Whens the wedding chiefy.

Can we be the best man boss? Can we?

Here comes the bride.

Tum, tum, tum-tum.

Hay look I'm a bride. I'm a bride.

Tum, tee, tee-dum, dum...

Hay boss, ya' wouldn't hit a little

guy with glasses on would ya'?

Boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

We got fun, we got freedom, we got joy.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy.

Caught a rainbow and

it's the real McCoy.

There are bumps bumps

bumps in the road,

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