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Who's Getting Sleepy?
"You are too smart for me,
Mr. Bunny," Dr. Frankenstein said. "But you are not too smart for my
pocket watch!" The doctor pulled a gold pocket watch from his lab coat.
He dangled it in front of Bugs's eyes. The doctor was a master
hypnotist. All he had to do was get Bugs to stare at his watch. Then he
could put Bugs into a deep sleep and make him do whatever he wanted.
"Nice ticker you got there,
Doc," Bugs said looking at the watch swing back and forth on its chain.
"You are getting sleepy,
very sleepy," Dr. Frankenstein said.
"I was already sleepy," Bug
said. "Until that Tasmanian lamebrain woke me up!"
Taz had tangled himself in
the razor's cord and was now wrapped up like a birthday present. "Grrrrlaaafff,"
Taz said.
"As I was saying," Dr.
Frankenstein said, swinging the watch slower and looking into Bugs's
eyes. "You are getting verrrry sleepy."
Bugs looked at the watch.
Then he looked back at the doctor. He yawned loudly and stretched his
arms.
The doctor yawned, too. He
couldn't help it.
"You look tired, Doc," Bugs
said. "Too many late nights in the lab?"
Dr. Frankenstein's eyes
started to close. Then he snapped them back open. "I am awake," he said.
"But you, little bunny, you are getting verrrry sleepy."
"No," Bugs said. "You
are getting verrrry sleepy."
"No, you are," said the
doctor.
"No, you are," said
Bugs.
"I command you to sleep,"
the doctor said.
"I command you to
sleep," Bugs replied.
"SLEEEEEEP,"
said the doctor.
"SLEEEEEEP,"
said Bugs.
Bugs reached out and took
the watch from Dr. Frankenstein. Now he was the one swinging it back and
forth. The doctor's eyes started to spin. Then they shut. The doctor
began to snore. |