Abracada Bredda Rastamouse

# Zooba zooba zooba dan

# Zooba zooba zooba day

# Rastamouse and Scratchy and Zoomer

# Also known as the Easy Crew

# Crime fighters They're very special agents

# Playing reggae when the work is through

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for the Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #

'Hold onto your hats, Mouseland, cos me gonna sing it again.

'Me rapping you the weather, keeping it real for ever!

'Telling Mouseland what is what! Today is hot and windy...'

-That's enough TV, Zoomer.

-Scratchy, me was watching that!

And Sonny, him just about to tell us...

-Anyway, Zoomer, we need to get this jam started.

-Yeah, man. Let's do it.

Cool, man.

-Sweet.

-Wicked.

CRACKLING

'Rastamouse, come in, come in. Are you reading me?

'Message from the President. Come immediately.

'Nuff trouble in Mouseland, so much me can't even think straight.

'That's why me call on you guys to get on the case and investigate.

Looks like we needed by the Pres. Easy Crew, let's shift.

-Me wonder what the President wants.

-Yeah, him sounded well stressed.

Whoa, it's seriously windy out here.

-You know what I'm saying.

-That's what Sonny talked 'bout.

It gonna be proper windy and ting.

-Yo, Mikey! You cool?

-Rastamouse.

Easy Crew... I would love to chat

but, as you can see, I have a lot of work to do with all these leaves.

That's cool, Mikey. We got to check on the Pres now anyways.

Oh, Easy Crew, thank goodness you're here

Cos me need you to listen.

Me had a call from the orphanage. Their ping-pong balls gone missing.

As if that not bad enough, Natty Cass call me too.

Someone t'ieve her silk scarves and she not know what to do.

Poor Natty Cass!

On top of that, now Sol him call. Trust me, this is beyond belief.

All them cool laces him selling been taken by a sneaky t'ief.

Man! That is dread!

Me can't believe it. All this and me need to book

a special treat for the orphans' party tonight.

Them likkle ones been working so hard at their lessons,

me throwing them a big party as a reward.

Oh, Easy Crew. What me gonna do?

You not fret now. The Easy Crew is on the case.

Come on, guys. Let's roll. Laters, Pres!

A lot of things have gone missing in one day.

Yeah, man. Me wonder wa'gwan.

Me not know, guys.

Yo, Bandulu, wa'gwan?

Easy Crew! Why, is me glad to see you guys!

Me set up the ping-pong table for the likkle ones

and when them went outside all the ping-pong balls been t'ieved.

Now them can't play. Them so upset.

Ah, poor likkle things.

And to make it worse, me suggest they play in the sandpit instead.

And now me can't find their buckets and spades.

-Man, that's rough!

-We need to go outside and investigate.

WIND BLOWING

Cool! Ping-pong table!

-You find anything, Scratchy?

-Nothing!

-Me see nothing neither.

But wait! Look!

All the missing buckets and spades is over there by the fence.

-That's weird.

-That is strange.

Let's get them buckets and spades back to the orphans.

Oh! Thanks, guys. This will cheer them up a little bit.

Cool. But we need to find out

wa'gwan with them missing ping-pong balls.

True dat! Bandulu, you not worry yourself.

The Easy Crew is on the case.

OK. Laters, guys. And thanks!

EASY CREW: Laters, Bandulu! Likkle ones!

ORPHANS SQUEAK

-Yo, Natty Cass, what's up?

-Yo, Crew! Me proper stress.

Me was dyeing some crucial new silk scarves.

Them colours were stunning, even if me do say so myself.

Anyways, me hung them outside to dry

and when me come back, they been t'ieved.

All me hard work gone to waste.

We're sorry to hear that, Natty.

Me not see any clue here, Rastamouse.

-What about you, Zoomer?

-Nah. Nothin'.

Hmm. Natty, you not fret, now. We gonna get your scarves back.

We got more investigating to do, so we'll check you later.

Come on, let's bounce.

Thanks, guys.

-Yo, Sol.

-Yo, guys. Thanks for coming.

So wa'gwan?

Me just had some banging new laces delivered.

Different colours and designs. Proper cool.

-Me love the sound of them.

-For real!

-Go on.

Well, they looked so crucial,

me decided to put them on display outside me shop

and by the time me came back to check on them,

some mouse must have t'ieved them all!

You not fret, Sol.

Me and the Crew gonna sort this thing and check you later.

Cool. Thanks, guys. Laters!

Come on, Crew, let's look for clues.

Look, guys, There! Is that one of Sol's laces?

Ah, for sure. Nice work, Zoomer.

And look. There's more over there.

Hmm.

Let's follow this trail and see where it end up.

Cup, ball. Ball, cup.

That's proper wicked! Me wonder how him do that.

Yeah, man, that's crucial, for real.

HE CHUCKLES

Yo, wa'gwan?

Me was entertaining these guys with some magic.

What you doing with them ting? Them ping-pong balls, scarves and laces?

Yo, me name's Tommy C.

What d'you want? Me was trying to practise being a magician.

But all me had was these likkle plastic cups.

Me couldn't believe me luck when me find pong-pong balls

lying on the streets.

Cos them perfect for one of me new tricks me trying.

It's gonna be sweet! Ha-ha!

Then me find these wicked silk scarves and these banging laces.

So me pick them up to use in me show cos them was just lying about.

But all them belong to other mice.

But what them doing on the street like them being thrown away?

What? Thrown away? Me not think so!

-Are you sure?

-For true. Ha! Just like that.

Of course! Listen, guys.

Me think them things were not thrown away, them was blown away!

That's what Sonny was talking about in him weather forecast!

Him say make sure you not leave anything lying round

that might blow away in the wind.

Ah! Genius, Zoomer.

That's why Wensley Dale's garden was extra messy with all them leaves.

And that's why the likkle orphans' buckets and spades was by the fence.

They was blown there by the wind!

And that's how those laces that Sol put outside him shop went missing.

-Them was blown away, too!

-Me sorry about taking these things.

Me wouldn't have done it if me knew them hadn't been thrown away.

You no worry yourself.

Cos me have an idea how you can make a bad ting good.

But first, me need to make a call to the Pres.

PHONE RINGS

Greetings. President Wensley Dale speaking.

Nothing been t'ieved you say? Oh, thank goodness!

Oh, yes! Dat plan there sounds proper, Rastamouse.

Tommy C, me know that you not t'ieve those things

and you want to be a magician.

So me got the perfect job for you. Can you perform tonight?

Oh-ho! Me? I will try me best

but what about all these things that belong to the mice?

-Surely me need to give them back.

-That's right.

But you no worry about that for now. Cos me have a likkle plan.

Likkle ones, it gives me great pleasure to present to you

Mouseland's marvellous new magician, the one and only Tommy C.

ALL CHEER

-TOMMY:

-We have a master chef in the audience.

Could you step forward?

Look, it empty.

Now, could you lift it up for me, please?

HE SQUEALS

Me can't believe it! One of the orphans' ping-pong balls!

HE LAUGHS

Now, me gonna ask one of you likkle ones to step forward.

Now, it's your turn to lift it up, likkle one.

ALL GASP

Me think we have a top fashion designer in the house.

Oh, that must be me.

A-ha! Do you think you could get me hanky out of me top pocket?

Me can. But me can't understand why you not get it yourself

like you did before... Oh! Me scarves!

Next, me want to ask the manager of Criss Trainers for his help.

Now, can you tap me paw and say, "Abracadabrada"?

Just like that! Ha!

Abracadabrada!

ALL GASP

That was amazing!

Thank you!

Tommy C, now you return all of them things,

me want to ask you if you will give them likkle ones some magic lessons

and teach them some of your skill.

A-ha-ha!

Me would love to do that.

But what me gonna use for my tricks? Me given everything back.

Go on, likkle ones.

Oh! Me first ever magic set!

Thank you so much. A-ha! Ha! Ha!

Man, that Tommy C was well magic!

You know what I'm saying!

Me would love to know how him do all them things.

True that! Him proper talented for real.

CRACKLING

'Easy Crew, come in, come in!

'Are you reading me? Message from President Wensley Dale.

'Listen up. Rastamouse, come in, come in.

'Me love your magical plan. And Tommy C's tricks blew me away.'

Thanks. Me love that. Irie, man!

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for the Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #

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