Winter Wonderland Page #4

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Put me down. Put me down.

This is ridiculous.

Everyone knows

that the lights go on first.

I don't want to go

all the way up there on the top.

As long as there's Christmas,

I truly believe

That hope is the greatest

of the gifts we'll receive

As long as there's Christmas,

we'll all be just fine

There'll always be Christmas

So there always will be a time

When the world is filled with peace

And love

We're going to have

the greatest Christmas ever.

I hope so, Chip.

Come here, son.

Listen.

The good book says the Lord provides.

There's food on every tree.

I see no reason to worry and work.

No, sir. Not me.

The world owes us a living

You shouldn't soil your Sunday pants,

like those other foolish ants.

Come on,

let's play and sing and dance.

Hi, Queenie.

You'll change that tune

when winter comes

and the ground

is covered with snow.

Wintertime's a long way off.

You dance? Let's go.

The world owes us a living

You shouldn't soil your Sunday pants,

like those other foolish ants.

Come on, let's play

and sing and dance.

Food. Food.

O Madam Queen, wisest of ants,

don't throw me out.

Please give me a chance.

With ants,

just those who work may stay.

So take your fiddle...

...and play.

I owe the world a living

I owe the world a living

I've been a fool the whole year long

And now I'm singing a different song

You were right, I was wrong

Well, well, Pluto. Who's your friend?

Nice little kitty-kitty.

Hungry?

Don't let that bug bustle in.

Who's it going to be? You or him?

Don't take that devil's bad advice.

Be a good dog. Treat him nice.

Ah, that guy talks in riddles.

Look, he's stealing your grub.

Now he's stealing your bed.

Ain't I told you that three is a mob?

You gotta get him out of here, see?

OK, stupid. Get a load of this.

Lay off the sentiment. Lay off.

Now, give him the works.

Nice going, sap. He'll take the rap.

Stupid, scram!

Bianca, who did it?

Pluto.

Get out and stay out.

You can't blame me.

How did I know that sardine

was going to turn stool pigeon?

Save him, Pluto.

Save the poor little kitty.

Be kind. Be merciful. Be...

Let it drown.

He got you kicked out, didn't he?

- You must save him.

- Nah, don't be a sap.

- Yes.

- No.

- Yes!

- No!

Yes!

Pipe down. You make me sick.

He's a pushover.

Now save that kitty.

How did you get out here?

Pluto, old boy.

Kindness to animals, my friend,

will be rewarded in the end.

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