Chapter 40 of those Contiung Adentures of Trixie the Pesky Mouse !

Chapter 40 of Trixie Adventures of
Trixie the Pesky Mouse, Trixie
Crashes, President Elect Obama’s
Ingataration Speech and Ball.

W. Peter Sanci Jan. 1/ 2009

Well hello again my dear, dear friend’s.
I come to you tonight with a funny story that will give you the bends.
Well it seems our litter mouse Trixie, has got one of those little ideas in her head, that get her into an awful lot of trouble.
She has it in her head to go to Washington DC to hear President Elect
Obama’s Ignoramus Speech and crash his Presidential Ball. She started to pack on the double.
One thing we all know about our littleTrixie is when she gets one of those

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ideas in her head, nothing will stop her.
She headed of for the airport, she was going so fast she looked like a blur.
She arrived in plenty of time to get a good seat.
It was a cool but sunny day on Jan. 20th / 2009 for the swearing in of the first African American President in history, she could not be happier, it was just so neat.
The President Elect is sworn in by the Chief Justice of the United States.
It is the corner stone on which the democracy of the United States stands.
This is the moment that all have been waiting for, there is a sudden quiet in

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the air, everyone I clapping their hands.
Then in one moment the man standing with Abraham Lincoln’s Bible in his hands is no longer just a citizen of the United States but The President of the greatest countries on the face of the earth.
And at that moment in time every one was wiping the tears from their eyes, and smiling with mirth.
For the first time in history, a black man was the President.
Even our little Trixie had tears in her eyes.
And everyone started to look up at the sky.
There whizzed by up above, a whole squadron of military jets, all going so fast, with smoke billowing out of their
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jets.
On this special day no one could deny.
That President Obama would be a good and just man to run the greatest nation
on the earth.
And so my friend’s our little Trixie trod quietly home.
With that familiar old smile on her face, quite content to be at another
Import historical event.
The End