Off I go! said Blurtso, streaking out the door. Places to go, things to do, I’d better pick up the pace, I’m late, late, late!
Hey, why are my hoofs so cold? Oh no, I forgot my mittens! I guess it’s back I go. Up the walk, through the door, grab my mittens, go, go, go. Ahhhh, that’s better, said Blurtso. That’s more like it. Snug and soft, happy on the hoof. Now, what was I doing? Where was I rushing to?
Merry Christmas, said Blurtso.
Merry Christmas, said Harlan.
Wow, said Blurtso, a tin of chocolate!
Wow, said Harlan, a can of whipped cream!
More whipped cream? said Harlan.
Don’t mind if I do, said Blurtso.
I’m sorry, said the flight attendant, passengers are allowed only one carry-on trombone.
I’m sorry, said Blurtso, my ticket doesn’t have a seat number. It’s open seating, said the attendant. Open seating? said Blurtso. Yes, said the attendant, you can sit anywhere you like…
Excuse me, said the attendant, but you may have to check that… Hello, this is your captain speaking. It looks like we’re going to be delayed a few hours on the tarmac…
It’s a zoo in here!
I’m sorry, said the attendant, no electrical devices during takeoff.
Would you like something to drink? said the attendant. No thank you, said Blurtso, but I would like something to read. We have a variety of newspapers, said the attendant. Do you have the Farmer’s Almanac? said Blurtso.
Yes, said the attendant, did you change your mind about the drink? No, said Blurtso, but I’d like to exchange my peanuts for pumpkin seeds.
Yes, said Blurtso, the vegetarian meal is mine.
Hello, said the customs agent. Are you bringing any fruit into the country? Vegetables, plants, seeds, or insects? How about animals or wildlife products? Cell cultures? Snails? Soil? Have you been on a farm or in close proximity of livestock? Fruit? said Blurtso. No, I don’t have any fruit.
“Volver, volver, volver… a mis calabazas otra vez.”
La Llorona
Besame Mucho
La Bamba
La Petaquita
Me Voy para Bolivia
Guantanamera
Corazon, Corazon
La Cucaracha
Tu solo Tu
Gracias a la Vida
Brindo por Ella
Sol Redondo
Jalisco
Volver, Volver
Yo Te Amo
Los Ejes de mi Carreta
Cielito Lindo
Comer esa Tuna
Imaginate
Le Tengo Rabia al Silencio
La Carta
I got one!
I can hear Bonny and Pablo playing in the pool. They sure sound happy. You can’t blame them, you can swim right up to the bar. I’ll have to join them, as soon as I rest up from my siesta.
