Magical Holiday Memories
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Ahead in the distance we saw boats funneling out
But we didn't move at all. Had roots started to sprout
From the bottom of our craft, and into the moat.
What was holding us down, why wouldn't we float?

A cast member appeared right out of thin air
Where he wasn't before, he was suddenly there.
He gazed hard at our boat with a quizzical look
"I can't reach you," he said. "And I don't have a hook."

So we huddled together and came up with a plan
"Would it help if we pushed." "Yes it would, if you can."
The cast member watched as we grabbed the moat wall
"On the count of three shove. Give it your all"

We leaned and we rocked but vessel would not quit
We pushed and we pulled then it moved just a bit.
"Harder" we cried. Our hopes growing dim.
Would we be stuck here forever, it really looked grim.

And then with a lurch we came free of our spot.
We made it twenty feet. Well that was a lot
Better then being stuck in one place.
We thrust off again, and we were back in the race.

Could we get out of this building, away from it all
Chased by the songs of an army of dolls.
They laughed and they jeered as our boat passed by
And all we could think was "Die dolls. Die"

Finally the mood changed. We were floating free
"Deck the Halls" was in the air. We noted with glee.
The next thing we knew we were out in the clear
And with stars overhead, we let out a cheer!

The holiday lights still sparkled. Of that there was no doubt.
I let out a sigh, "I can't believe we finally made it out."
Only twenty-two minutes? The grand total turned out to be.
I could hardly believe it. It seemed like eternity.

The park was now closed. All the guests were heading home.
Happy Disneyland dreams in their sleep they would roam
But for us few, us unlucky souls
Our sleep would be tainted. The dolls had taken their toll.

If you sail on this cruise you'd better beware
For it's truly a Small World Holiday Nightmare.

-Indigo

(Indigo adds:I am looking for an illustrator in the style of Tim Burton. Please let me know if you would like to do a sketch of two for this poem. Thanks.)