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| - Chorus: I know youI walked with you once upon a dreamI know youThe gleam in your eyes is so familiar to meAnd I know it's trueThat visions are seldom all they seemBut if I know youI know what you'll doYou'll love me at onceThe way you didOnce upon a dream We see a book with the title of this parody sitting on a desk with a lit candle. The book opens and shows how the story begins. "In a far away land, long ago, lived a king and his fair queen. Many years had they longed for a child, and finally their wish was granted. A daughter was born, and they called her Wendy." Chorus: Sweet Wendy The story continued, "Yes, they named her after having fair skin, for she was also childlike in appearance and friendly to them to them. Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the kingdom, so that all of high or low estate might pay homage to the infant princess. And our story begins on that most joyful day." Chorus: On that joyful dayOn that joyful DAAAAAAYYYYY!!!!! The pages in the book become real as several well-dressed people of all sizes, shapes and colors were gathering up to the castle. There were the rich dressed in their fancy outfits and knights riding atop horses, and many more. They were all shouting out cheers and cries and singing on this merry day. Thus, on this great and joyous day did the entire kingdom celebrate the long awaited birth. And the people kept singing as they marched up the pathway up to a tall castle beyond the grounds. Inside the castle in the thrown room, the people were also gathering there. Chorus: Joyfully now to our princess we comeBringing gifts and all good wishes tooWe pledge our loyalty anewHail to the princess Wendy!All of her subjects adore herHail to the King!Hail to the Queen!Hail to the princess Wendy!Health to the princessWealth to the princessLong live the princess Wendy!Hail Wendy!Hail Wendy!Health to the princessWealth to the princessLong live the princess Wendy!Hail to the King!Hail to the Queen!Hail to the princess Wendy! Once all of the people entered into the castle, they saw a man and a woman sitting on two separate thrones and a royal crib between them. There were many different colored banners of all sizes and shapes hanging from the walls and the ceiling. The man was a French one with long light auburn hair and blue eyes, wearing a white dress shirt, black dress pants trimmed with gold, matching boots, and a navy blue ballroom tail coat trimmed with gold. His name was Prince Adam. The woman was another French one with brown hair and hazel eyes, wearing a yellow ball gown, matching silk gloves, and pumps. Her name was Belle, Adam's wife. "Thus on this great and joyous day did all the kingdom celebrate the long awaited royal birth. And good King Adam and his Queen made welcome their life long friend." Several heralds dressed in British guard uniforms blew trumpets as the Lumiere unfurled a scroll and called out the two names off of the parchment as a man and a boy entered the room. "Their royal highnesses, King Eric and Prince Peter Pan!" Sure enough, the man was a Danish one with black hair, ice blue eyes, and thick black eyebrows. He wears a white shirt with rolled up sleeves, a red belt, dark blue pants, and black boots. His name was Prince Eric. The boy was 7 years old with red hair, elf-like ears, and brown eyes, wearing a green baseball cap, a matching shirt with short sleeves, olive overalls, and tan sneakers. His name was Peter Pan, Eric's nephew. Eric walked up to the throne where Adam was sitting. Adam got up from his throne, walked over to Eric, and gave him a big hug. They shook hands and talked to each other while Eric introduced Peter to Adam. Adam smiled and shook Peter's hand, pleased to meet him. "Fondly had these monarchs dreamed one day their kingdoms to unite. Thus today would they announce that Peter, Eric's nephew and heir to Adam's child would be betrothed." Eric guided Peter to Belle's throne. She and her future son-in-law looked in the crib and saw the sleeping baby girl in her crib. "And so to her his gift he brought, and looked, unknowing, on his future bride." Peter looked puzzled! Could this be the girl of his dreams?
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