Tick tock . . .
♪♫♪♫ To get in the right mood ♪♫♪♫
Miss Smee felt somewhat alone in the boat. Even though there was this beautiful indian girl staring her in the face and her captain was standing behind her.
“Cap’n”, she said, “do you really think it’s a good idea we’ve kidnapped the chief’s daughter to try and have her tell us where Peter Pan’s hiding place is? I mean; the chief will be rather sore at ya, don’t you think?”
Captain Iris Hook however did not reply. She was absorbed by her own thoughts while smoking her cigars.
“What do you think miss Tigerlily?” she asked the bound Indian girl in front of her. “Could you put in a good word for us with your dad? We really don’t mean to do you harm. Just tell us where Peter Pan is hiding and we’ll set you free again. Pretty please?”
The beautiful Tigerlily however stared back at Miss Smee with eyes of fire which made Miss Smee turn her head. She felt scared and ashamed at the same time for having kidnapped this utter gorgeous native girl.
Then she looked up again. She thought she had heard a soft noise. Had she really heard the ‘tick tock tick tock’ of a clock in the distance? Could it be that the crocodile that had swallowed an alarmclock was nearby? The ticking crocodile that also swallowed the captain’s hand after Peter Pan had cut if off? Was that monster around here? Then the noise was gone again and there was nothing but the silence of the cold night. She turned round again and said: “Cap’n, did you hear that? Did you hear that noise? Could it be that the croc is nearby?”
Captain Iris Hook didn’t hear her speak. She was deep in thought and stared at a certain point in the distance. Miss Smee could hear her mumble in herself. “Blasted Peter Pan ………………….. scervy brat ………………. cutting off my hand………… feeding it to that crocodile…………. bad form………bad form indeed ….. will get him………… will rip out his guts…………..”
Again miss Smee felt utterly alone in the boat. Then her heart skipped a beat; the tick-tock sound had returned!
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Thank you for posing with me sis River and niece Ashlynn!!
Tick tock . . .
♪♫♪♫ To get in the right mood ♪♫♪♫
Miss Smee felt somewhat alone in the boat. Even though there was this beautiful indian girl staring her in the face and her captain was standing behind her.
“Cap’n”, she said, “do you really think it’s a good idea we’ve kidnapped the chief’s daughter to try and have her tell us where Peter Pan’s hiding place is? I mean; the chief will be rather sore at ya, don’t you think?”
Captain Iris Hook however did not reply. She was absorbed by her own thoughts while smoking her cigars.
“What do you think miss Tigerlily?” she asked the bound Indian girl in front of her. “Could you put in a good word for us with your dad? We really don’t mean to do you harm. Just tell us where Peter Pan is hiding and we’ll set you free again. Pretty please?”
The beautiful Tigerlily however stared back at Miss Smee with eyes of fire which made Miss Smee turn her head. She felt scared and ashamed at the same time for having kidnapped this utter gorgeous native girl.
Then she looked up again. She thought she had heard a soft noise. Had she really heard the ‘tick tock tick tock’ of a clock in the distance? Could it be that the crocodile that had swallowed an alarmclock was nearby? The ticking crocodile that also swallowed the captain’s hand after Peter Pan had cut if off? Was that monster around here? Then the noise was gone again and there was nothing but the silence of the cold night. She turned round again and said: “Cap’n, did you hear that? Did you hear that noise? Could it be that the croc is nearby?”
Captain Iris Hook didn’t hear her speak. She was deep in thought and stared at a certain point in the distance. Miss Smee could hear her mumble in herself. “Blasted Peter Pan ………………….. scervy brat ………………. cutting off my hand………… feeding it to that crocodile…………. bad form………bad form indeed ….. will get him………… will rip out his guts…………..”
Again miss Smee felt utterly alone in the boat. Then her heart skipped a beat; the tick-tock sound had returned!
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Thank you for posing with me sis River and niece Ashlynn!!