STORMERS IN SPACE
5/30/03 When we left the Storm Brigade, Bubba and Diz had been captured by space aliens and the Stormers here on earth were planning another rescue mission. Now, let's see what happens next in episode # 2
- The Plan
You Stormers need a
OK I guess I must be lost
in space, way out somewhere,
with Mr Smith who's always sloshed.
(His robot drones of "Danger!" here.)
So Bubba's on a ship as well?
The rest of you best pack your gear
and make a rocket-boosted spell,
then set out through the atmosphere...
Well I just got back
Didn't say I was going
Thought that was best
There was no way of knowing
What I would find
There's a planet I know
Where we hold our conventions
And modify spells
Then discuss new inventions
And then unwind
That's where I've been
Seeking Diz and old Bub
I had some success
But now, here's the rub
The news is unkind
Seems they were captured
By alien traders
Travelling thru' space
Just like old time invaders
With profit in mind
At the moment they're resting
On Zeta Four Gold
Awaiting an auction
Where they will be sold
Or left behind
There is one more problem
Quite easily seen
Bubba is purple
And Diz has turned green
With red they are lined
We must have a powwow
Decide what to do
We could launch rescue mission
And I could guide you
On broomstick assigned
(Time is of the essence guys...)
The news has come from
I'm sending a message and using my mind,
I'm tele-pathetic (now don't be unkind)
my message is #%^&#%! and yes, it is green,
its that sort of message that just isn't seen,
received in the brain, not via the ear,
nor via the eye, so prob'ly not clear.
That Witchy was here and then she was gone
I saw her and watched as she moved right along.
She saw me and laughed in her evil witch way,
she only pretends that she cares if I stay
a prisoner and green. I'm green as can be.
I wonder if Bubba is green too? Is he?
It's not easy being green
so I have heard it said.
going through Diz's head.
I wonder if WitchyPoo
is at the bottom of this
just because Diz
wouldn't give her a kiss
Bubba turned purple
Diz is quite green
does Witchy think
they can't be seen
How did she do it
did she cast a spell
Diz said that she heard her
ringing her bell
or was it the ship
that took them into space
so that they could look down
on the human race
I traveled to find you
I see you now say
You saw me, I smiled
"in my evil witch way"
If I were evil
Would not waste my time
Trying to rescue
A partner in rhyme
I've brewed up a mixture
It took me all day
To turn Bubba back, but
I think green you'll stay
Of course, first the rescue
That must be effected
I've got a good plan
Which will not be detected
Suggest that we travel
Pretend we will buy
Bubba and Diz
Stuck up there in the sky
While you all are haggling
With the Alien Boss
I'll release a vapor
Causing memory loss
You'll all be protected
of course from it's spell
Then home we will travel
Like bats out of Hell
I'll dispel the purple
From Bub straightaway
But Diz can stay green
For the rest of the day
Now Diz and Bubba still are lost
They must be saved at any cost
I'm certain they feel mis'rable
We must make then invisable
So here's a thought I'd like to try
We have to find the proper dye
The complement'ry color hue
For Bubba yellow ought to do
But Diz appears to all as green
We must add red so she's unseen
Resulting in the purest white
That can't be seen by day or night
Then Witchypoo can take them on
Her witch's broom and they'd be gone
The aliens we would confuse
Our intervention their bad news.
That “baby-poo green”
is a terrible hue
Bubba's lost and
Now don't be silly Diz,.... just look !
I learned this one time in a book
You add a complement'ry hue
And this is what that does for you:
I'll give you just a little hint:.......
When adding complement'ry tint
You're then impossible to see
Then one of us can set you free
We'll slip you in a NASA shuttle
That is how their plan we'll scuttle
Alter orbit, head for home
That's my plan in this here poem.
When we have you back with us
The stormers here are sure to fuss
Invisable you're hard to find
Are you in front or back behind ?
We'll have to turn you back to PINK
Then we can tickle you, I think
And that's what Warren likes to do
If he could get his hands on you.
In Bubba's case, we're "in a pickle"
Him I do refuse to tickle
He's a man; it isn't right
You tickle him and he will fight.
Enough with all this talk and planning
All we have are knocks and panning
Now it's time that we were manning
our positions in this war.
Shelby get the Corsair ready
You can lead but don't get heady
Pans and knocks, enough already,
That's not what we came here for.
To fuel just add Poo's special leaven
Then you'll rise up right through heaven
taking up through space we seven
Stormers on our faithful course.
Once there see in which direction
to proceed without detection
as we make a keen inspection
of their military force.
Poo's plan merits special mention
Make believe in this pretension
Buying slaves is our intention
Green and Purple as a pair.
Take along two cans of spray paint
and in case you see that they ain't
selling Bub and Diz they may faint
if they vanish in thin air.
I'm here, Got in on the
Okay Lou I'm on my way
Will be with you first light of day
I've just got my Superbroom
It's comfy and there's plenty room
We'll rest awhile and fly by night
Could you prepare a veggie bite
For me please 'cos I'll need to eat
Just simple food, no special treat
Wrap up warm for we'll fly high
It's safer way up in the sky
A scarf around your neck you'll need
For up there, it gets cold indeed
But we'll keep warm as off we zoom
Snuggled close upon the broom
For signs of Bub and Diz we'll scan
Ready for the rescue plan
Lou is back and making
I think there might be
quite a problem
And off the ground we
And where does sit,
that Witchy cat?
Now Lou and Witchypoo
If you just heard a
We'z scootin' past
some far off stars
Now Bub you are just too amazing
Who'd have thought that this hair-raising
bout would end without guns blazing
in some shoot-out out in space.
Instead as you said from the start
A leaded head would fall apart
if you would vent just one great fart
right smack directly in its face.
You turned the tide into your favor
just when nothing could seem graver
giving it that special flavor
we have come to know from you.
Now it seems your ship was landing
even as I tried demanding
we proceed with plans longstanding
to get back in tow you two.
Problem now is Shelby's missin'
since he set out on a mission
with some lame brained wild ambition
to retrieve you on his own.
Also Poo took Lou out somewhere
on her broom to scout a Corsair
landing site for Shelby, from where
he could rescue you alone.
Me ride with Shelby in his CORSET ?
Like to see you try to force it !
(When I read that part once more
Got it straight then knew the score)
Aero-plane is what you meant
"Corsair plane" was your intent
Dug it from his ancient past
Didn't think that thing would last.
Diz and Bubba got control
Bubba's gas then took its toll
Stopped them aliens in their tracks
Plenty gas he never lacks
What Bubba did does blow my mind
His noiseless gas, the wustest kind
It burned their eyes and made them gag
It even made their spirits sag.
Deciding not to try again
They headed for their home right then
And as they left we heard them groan
"From here on in leave Diz alone !"
Is that the fat lady I hear singing? Poo, Lou, and Shelby, do you copy? You can come home now; all is forgiven.