[Two Zot girls, wearing matching and colorful croched caps, scarves and
mittens, with bows on their tails and Christmas ornaments on their collars
step out of a porter below Anti Soft's windows. They begin to sing:]

"Winter Wonderland"

Cybèle: C'mon cats, and widdle kittens,
Oriane: Put on your scarves and your mittens
Cybèle: A beautiful night!
Oriane: The cat's delight!
Both: Meowing in a winter wonderland!

Cybèle: Sway bells wing, are you wistening,
Oriane: In the lane, da snow is gwistening
Cybèle: A bootiful sight,
Oriane: We'ze happy tonight,
Both: Walking in a winner wunderland!

Both: In the meadow we can build a snowman,
Then pretend that he's a human hanging around

Cybèle: He'll say: Are you hungry?
Oriane: We'll say: And how!
Cybèle: And you can feed us Fancy Feets
Oriane: As long as you is hanging around!

Cybèle: Gone now is the bluebird,
Oriane: He was tasty, dat widdle bluebird
Cybèle: We'ze singing a song,
Oriane: As we go along,
Both: Walking in a winter wonderland.
Both: Meowing in a winter wonderland.


Segue into "We Three Kings"

Duet: We two cats ob Persia are
Beawing pwezzies we traberse afar
Cybèle: Field and fowntain,
Oriane: Moor and mountain
Both: Following yonder star

Duet: O table ob wonder, we'll eat gud tonight
A full table by candle light
Cybèle: Antepasto leading,
Oriane: pasta proceeding
Followed by meat and fowl!

C'mon yoo gize! Trudi, get yur cwoder dwessed and wets go carol at Unka Dans
and den da Gramby's! Put on yur hatz an mittens, and letz meow!

--
Purrs,

Cybèle & Oriane

“I love cats because I take pleasure in my home; and little by little, the
cats become its visible soul.”
Jean Cocteau, 1889-1963

12/14/2011 7:03:30 PM