Instead He Made A Raisin Band
Gargamel was still lamenting, going over his failed
recipe again and again,
"What could have gone wrong?"
He carefully reviewed the ingredients one more time ...
"Eye of newt, and many scary faces ... This should not give me
But this thought process was interrupted by the horn blasts of
his accidental creations, a soul-review band known as
That night they played and played, long and loud and nearly drove Gargamel crazy!
"Introducing the Raisins!"
Between each song their manager, Raisin hell, would pop out
from behind some furniture and shout,
as though they were performing in front of an invisible audience
at some invisible concert hall only they could see.
The Raisins played and played. Their music was loud, full of
energy and fun times.
Everyone in the invisible audience quite enjoyed themselves
that evening, except of course Gargamel who hated the music completely.
Ironically, the Raisins didn't seem to notice his grimaces,
even though he was the only one in the audience who wasn't invisible.