Amy Kitchener's Angels Without Wings
Presents the maiden voyage of the space ship
AZNATSYROTS
Introducing crew member

WANDA SUE PARROTT
Springfield, Missouri

HOW PETE BECAME POP

When
Peter Piper
picked his peck
of pickled pepper plants,
he pricked his picking thumb,
producing pairs of rants: Poo Pow,
Pee Doo, Doo Wop, Ah Dee, Bee
Bop, A-Dippee Doo. He shook his hand. A
marching band matched tempo to this cue. Pete hopped.
Drums stopped. Pete yelled. Horns swelled, and then Pete saw
that he was now bandleader on parade. His throbbing
stopped, but Pete hip-hopped the band around the
square, extending his charade. And that is
how his twist of fate gave
Pete what he now has:
the moniker he falsely
earned: Pete, Pop
of Pricktown
Jazz.
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