Wild Thing

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We were all a little concerned when this morning, Mrs PB announced she wanted to be taken to the nearest hill, so that she could push Mr Fox down it.

 

But, her mind was made up and arguing with Mrs PB is never wise.

 

 

 

All thing considered, perched on the precipice with his polar bear in tow, Mr Fox was feeling fairly calm as she began the countdown.

 

"THREE"

 

"TWO"

 

"ONE....STOPPPPPPP!!!!!"

 

At the latest possible moment Mrs PB had delayed the launch. Peering over his shoulder, Mr Fox could tell that Mrs PB was rummaging for something in her pocket. A couple of seconds later, and she'd extracted a seat belt for one, and buckled herself up.

 

"THAT WAS CLOSE"

 

"OK"

 

All of a sudden Mr Fox felt rather vulnerable, but there was no time left to take his own safety precautions.

 

Resigned to his fate, he reached for the onboard radio.

 

"BAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"

 

And so, as they accelerated downwards, "Wild Thing" reverberated through the air.

 

 

"Wild Thing,

 

You make my heart sing

 

You make everything groovy

 

Wild Thing

 

 

Wild Thing, I think I love you

 

But, I wanna know for sure

 

Come on and hold me tight

 

I love you

 

 

 

Wild Thing

 

You make my heart sing

 

You make everything groovy

 

Wild Thing

 

Wild Thing, I think you move me

 

But, I wanna know for sure

 

So, c'mon and hold me tight

 

You move me

 

 

 

Wild Thing

 

You make my heart sing

 

You make everything groovy

 

Wild Thing

 

Wild Thing

 

C'mon, c'mon, Wild Thing

 

Shake it, shake it, Wild Thing…"

 

Done