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| - '"Susan Sarandon as Queen Narissa Chorus: Olivia in Wonderland Male Chorus: How do you get to Wonderland? Chorus: Over the hills or underlandOr just behind a tree?When clouds go rolling by Male Chorus: They roll away and leave the sky Chorus: Where is the land beyond the eyeThe people cannot see?Where can it be? Male Chorus: Where do stars go?Where is the crescent moon? Female: They must be somewhere in the sunny afternoon Chorus: Olivia in Wonderland Female Chorus: Where is the path to Wonderland? Chorus: Over the hill or here or thereI wonder where One sunny day in England, there was a lot of activities in the park. Toons were either playing games or fishing in the pond. Sitting in the tree was a female Persian cat with white fur covering her body and matching fur-hair adorning the top of her head, fluffy cheeks, a peach face, a small dark red nose poking out from between two beautiful brown eyes, small discrete hands and feet, and a big, fluffy tail. She wears a white dress shirt with long sleeves, a light brown ankle-length skirt, and a brown jacket. Her name was Sawyer, and she was currently reading a history book. "...leaders, and head been of late much accustomed to usurpation and conquest. Basil and Dawson, the earls of Toonia and Toonance declared for him, and even Jake-" Sawyer was cut off when a shoe waved at her face. "Olivia!" Sitting on a branch was a mouseling. The mouseling - a young girl of 5 - was very small and slim for her age, with tan fur covering her body and a wave of matching fur-hair adorning the top of her round head, along with a pair of large, curvy pink ears on top of either side of her head. A small white bucktooth can sometimes be seen sticking out from her upper lip. A little dark red heart-shaped nose poked out from between two chocolate brown eyes, which sparkled with a youthful gleam, her cheeks were wide and curvy, and her small limbs ended in small hands and feet. A pair of white panties was set between her legs and fastened at her waist. Tucked behind her left ear was a big red hair-bow that complemented her outfit - a pair of white bloomers both covering the bottom half of her stomach and with frills going down to her knees and a blue sleeveless dress that went down to her knees over a white blouse with short, puffy sleeves (that is similar to Dorothy Gale's dress, without the checkered pattern, of course) - which went well with the white socks and black Mary Jane shoes covering her feet. Her name was Olivia Flaversham. Right now, she was making a daisy chain rather than listening to Sawyer. Accompanying her on a branch was a puppy with gray fur, a dark red nose, brown eyes, a white muzzle and underbelly, and taupe spots and markings at the ends of the ears, back, and short tail. Her name was Pooka. "I'm listening," Olivia told Sawyer in a bored voice. As Olivia continued making her daisy chain, Sawyer continues reading. "And even Jake, the archbishop of Toonterbury, agreed to meet Bernard and offered him the crown." Meanwhile, Olivia placed her completed daisy chain on Pooka's head, who shook it off onto Sawyer's head. Olivia giggled, but Sawyer shouted, "Olivia! Will you please pay attention to your history lesson?" "I'm sorry, Sawyer." Olivia apologized. "But how can I possibly pay attention to a book with no pictures in it?" "My dear child, there are lot of great books in this world without pictures." Sawyer responded. Olivia rolled her eyes. "In this world, perhaps. But in my world, books would be nothing but pictures." "Your world?" Sawyer asked with a laugh. "What nonsense." Then an idea sprung in Olivia's head. She picked up Pooka and set her on her lap. "That's it, Pooka! If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense." Pooka nodded in agreement. "Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't," Olivia continued. This perplexed Pooka, who shook her head in confusion. "And in the opposite way, what it is, it wouldn't be, and what it would be, it would. You see?" asked Olivia asked, and Pooka nodded and barked. Olivia jumped down to the ground and Sawyer was too busy reading to notice. "In my world," Olivia said, "You wouldn't say woof. You'd say, 'Yes, Miss Olivia.'" Pooka barked. "Oh, but you would." Olivia said as she picked up her dog. She started to walk away. "You'd be just like people, Pooka, and all the other animals too." She put Pooka down in a flower bed, as Olivia said, "Why, in my world..." Olivia: Cats and rabbitsWould reside in fancy little housesAnd be dressed in hats and shoes and trousers. (Olivia drops a flower on Pooka and she bats it away. Olivia lies down in the daisy field.) Olivia: In a world of my ownAll the flowersWould have very extra special powersThey would sit and talk to me for hoursWhen I'm lonely in a world of my own (A bluebird lands in a tree and begins to chirp.) Olivia: There'd be new birdsLots of nice and friendly howdy-do birds (The bird goes to a small pond and splashes around in it.) Olivia: Everyone would have a dozen bluebirds (The bird flew back to the branch and dried itself off.) Olivia: Within that world of my ownI could listen to a babbling brookAnd hear a song that I could understand (Olivia and Pooka lie down on the riverbank.) Olivia: I keep wishing it could be that wayBecause my world would be a wonderland As the song ended, Olivia closed her eyes and touched a river and her reflection rippled. Suddenly, a new reflection formed farther down the river. Pooka's jaws dropped and she did take a double take. The reflection was an Arabic dog with light brown fur and a black nose and ears, wearing loose clothing. His name was Dijon the Thief. He had his eyes closed as he walked and whistled a tune. Pooka started to tug on Olivia as she barked loudly, trying to get the mouse's attention. "Oh, Pooka," Olivia said. "It's just an Arabic dog with loose clothing..." Her eyes snapped open and she too did a double take with a surprised look on her face. Dijon pulled out a pocket watch from his pocket, as Olivia added in surprise, "And a watch!" Dijon looked at the watch and a look of shock appeared on his face. "Oh, my goodness!" Dijon exclaimed. He began to run away, as he yelled, "I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!" "Now this is curious," Olivia. "What could an Arabic dog possibly be late for?" She got up and started to follow the owl, and Pooka followed her owner, as Olivia yelled, "Please, sir!" Dijon: I'm late, I'm lateFor a very important dateNo time to say hello, good-bye!I'm late, I'm late, I'm late! As he disappeared over a hill, Olivia stopped and said to her dog, "It must be awfully important, like a party or something!" Then she yelled, as she and Pooka chased after him, "Mister Dijon! Wait!" Dijon: No, no, no, no, no, no, noI'm overdue!I'm really in a stew! Dijon reached a hole in the side of a hill and turned. Dijon: No time to say good-bye, hello!I'm late, I'm late, I'm late! He jumped into the hole and disappeared again. Olivia and Pooka ran to the rabbit hole and Olivia got down on her knees. "My, what a peculiar place to have a party," she said, and Pooka barked in agreement. Olivia started to crawl into the hole and was surprised to be at the front of a long tunnel. "You know, Pooka, we really shouldn't...uh...uh...be doing this..." Olivia said, as she squeezed into the tunnel. "After all, we haven't been invited!" She did fit, but she was a tad too big, as she crawled down the tunnel and added, "And curiosity often leads to TROUBLLLLLLEEEE!" The reason why she had suddenly screamed because she had fallen. The tunnel had led to another large hole. Pooka was lucky enough not to fall also, as she watched Olivia fell down, rapidly. "Good-bye, Pooka!" Olivia shouted, as she fell into the darkness and the mouse and dog waved to each other. "GOOD-BYYYYEEE!"
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