".but you won't fool
The Children of the Revolution
No you won't fool
The Children of the Revolution
No no no."
"There was only one problem," Spike wrote, ".I had never allowed myself to be in love. Luckily," he wrote as he sped up his pace, ".right at that moment an unconscious Argentinean fell through my roof. He was quickly joined by what looked like a dwarf dressed as a nun. It actually turned out to be a kid."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hello hello, writer-person! How do you do!" announced the small being at the door. "My name is Edward Wong Hau Pepulu Tivrusky the Fourth. I'm terribly terribly sorry about all this! We were just upstairs rehearsing a play; me, Faye-Faye, Jet-person, ."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"It was a play, something very modern called 'Spectacular, Spectacular' "
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"And it's set in Switzerland-place!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Unfortunately."he added, " the unconscious Argentinean suffered from a sickness called Narcolepsy."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Happily fine one moment, and then *SNORT SNORT * unconscious the next."
As the little girl who had apparently addressed herself as "Edward" spoke, he looked up at the rather large opening that this narcoleptic had caused in his ceiling. Then from the hole, another being came into view.
"How is he?" The man began as another joined him from behind.
"How wonderful now that the narcoleptic Argentinean is now unconscious. And therefore now the scenario will not be finished in time to present it to the financier tomorrow."
Then another person joined the conversion, but this time it was a woman with unusual purple hair, but it wasn't any stranger than Spike's green poof mop-top. "Quick Ed." she said ". I still have to finish the music." "Well Faye-Faye we're just going to have to find another person to read the part."
Then the second man to come in view through the hole, who was addressed as "Audrey", seemed to be getting slowly but steadily impatient.
"Oh where in heavens are we going to find someone to read the role of the young sensitive Swiss poetic cowboy and goat herder?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Then, before I knew it, I was upstairs standing in for the unconscious Argentinean."
"There was only one problem," Spike wrote, ".I had never allowed myself to be in love. Luckily," he wrote as he sped up his pace, ".right at that moment an unconscious Argentinean fell through my roof. He was quickly joined by what looked like a dwarf dressed as a nun. It actually turned out to be a kid."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Hello hello, writer-person! How do you do!" announced the small being at the door. "My name is Edward Wong Hau Pepulu Tivrusky the Fourth. I'm terribly terribly sorry about all this! We were just upstairs rehearsing a play; me, Faye-Faye, Jet-person, ."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"It was a play, something very modern called 'Spectacular, Spectacular' "
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"And it's set in Switzerland-place!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Unfortunately."he added, " the unconscious Argentinean suffered from a sickness called Narcolepsy."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Happily fine one moment, and then *SNORT SNORT * unconscious the next."
As the little girl who had apparently addressed herself as "Edward" spoke, he looked up at the rather large opening that this narcoleptic had caused in his ceiling. Then from the hole, another being came into view.
"How is he?" The man began as another joined him from behind.
"How wonderful now that the narcoleptic Argentinean is now unconscious. And therefore now the scenario will not be finished in time to present it to the financier tomorrow."
Then another person joined the conversion, but this time it was a woman with unusual purple hair, but it wasn't any stranger than Spike's green poof mop-top. "Quick Ed." she said ". I still have to finish the music." "Well Faye-Faye we're just going to have to find another person to read the part."
Then the second man to come in view through the hole, who was addressed as "Audrey", seemed to be getting slowly but steadily impatient.
"Oh where in heavens are we going to find someone to read the role of the young sensitive Swiss poetic cowboy and goat herder?"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Then, before I knew it, I was upstairs standing in for the unconscious Argentinean."
