Arrival to Animal Town

It was a beaver named Chuck, who drove a wagon from Middletown, Conn., gathering all kinds of animals on his way to Washington, D.C. His first stop would be New York City. Chuck picked up all kinds of animals on his journey, as many animals as he could load. Mice, possums, rats, raccoons, etc. It didn’t matter he loved them all. Big, fat, skinny or tall, as long as they didn’t make the wagon fall; he laughed out loud. Come all big, fat, skinny or tall. “Ha, ha, ha! Get on, I’m on my way to Washington,” he said, “would you like to come?” Chuck was willing to help anyone he could, because he was a millionaire. He had plenty of money. Money so tall makes all the females want to claw. He did not care, because money came to him easily all his life. He knew he couldn’t take his money to heaven or hell before he left this place called Earth, as his momma gave him birth. “Ha, ha, ha!” He said, “come on y’all. Let’s make a new start in Washington D.C..” He was on a mission for more riches. “Get this money,” he said, “work for me, I have a vision for the business. All kinds of strip clubs, grocery stores, clothing stores, restaurants, etc.” As he invested, he said, “I have ambition, that’s my mission.”