In the Minnie Mouse flagship, the Chief of Cartooning turned to Cruella de Villeneuve. "Here's a good one for you, Your Disney, though the sound is not as good as it might be -- they mean to trap the Songstealers by that dry riverbed, the one by the log dam".
,br> She broke out into hysterical laughter. "Oh, this is becoming more fun by the moment."

She paused, musing, a smile coming over her hard face. "Well, we could give them a ship of Songstealers just to cheer them up -- they eat too much anyway." She frowned again. "Oh, Walt. I guess it is time to get on the air. Turn on the planetary range loudspeaker." And the Chief of Cartooning flipped a switch.

"NOW'S THE TIME TO SAY HELLO TO ALL OUR COMPANY!!!!Hi, Birkenstock wearers, Druid droolers, dulcimer suckers, tree huggers and smoochers! Time to Tern in!!! Bet you've heard them all in your time -- Tern Around and you're tiny, Tern around and you're DOOMED!! Great Planet for Puns!!!! Cruella de Villeneuve, Head of Cosmic Disney Productions speaking. Your folkie time is up, campers!! As they say in the funny pictures: Resistance is futile! Doncha just love it??? Here's the deal, dolts: you surrender your pitch pipes and your warm leafy tendrils and your warm fuzzy gloopiness and evenings serenading each other WITH SONGS THAT ARE OUT OF COPYRIGHT and we let you survive. You get to plink away and live in communes and build cute little instruments without electricity and pretend that you are going to save the galaxy with love, and we will ignore you, apart from the ring of silence we intend to quarantine you with, and some selective brainwashing, and also the sacrifice of a few dreary people like Mandy -- what kind of Barry Manilow name is that anyway? Otherwise you are Old Yeller in the final reel, you are el dropped toast, buttered side down. As they said in Margarnagarr: Ouch!!! You have, oh, I don't know, one hour to give me your answer. Don't mess with me: I'm a woman executive, and never got over how long it took me to break through the glass ceiling! DO NOT MESS WITH ME, MUSIC LOVERS!!!!! See You Real Soon!!!!" She shut the microphone off and turned to the Chief of Cartooning. "Turn up the Musicidal volume -- have we any of that Little Mermaid soundtrack around?"