The Great Meow-Woof By: Joseph Davis Once in a very small town of Eggsburd there was a creature that went by the name Meow-Woof. It was a cat that barked instead of me0wing. Meow- Woof was one day carried away by a big storm and landed where the great Rancid Milk ruled. The monarch had his servants build a tomb with is face carved on it. You might think Rancid Milk was a faro but he wasn't he was king of Rancid-Milkville. His son Rancid Milk the 2nd was the prince and when Rancid Milk the 1st died he was supposed to take his place. But when Meow-Woof arrived everyone buried Rancid Milk the 1st alive. They tossed Rancid Milk the 2nd into a pool of water and he drowned. "Oh, Hail the great Meow-Woof!" chanted a servant. The others joined in. As soon as they were done singing and dancing they gave Meow-Woof the chair Rancid Milk sat in. The Great Meow-Woof gratefully sat in the chair and was lulled to sleep. Meow-Woof woke up hearing a lot of commotion. The previous king had come out of the tomb and was socking servants left and right. Rancid Milk took out his stick and headed towards the tomb of his ancestors. Rancid Milk read a note that said: In case of emergency break grass. Rancid ran out of the tomb and threw the dust on the great Meow-Woof.

"Hocus-pocus! Abracadabra! Open Sesame!" Rancid Milk hollered. The great Meow-Woof turned into a two-headed freak. It was rat and a frog! He. or they were now named the weak RatFrog. They were tossed in the tomb and they died.



The End