 Don't turn that dial. This is the right station if you want to hear about Jonathan Thomas and his Christmas on the moon Well Christmas night will soon be here I know you children will want to hear of Jonathan Thomas and the man in the moon and the talking horse will find Santa soon Of course you remember what happened no doubt, but if you don't well It's all about the wicked sweet boblems who stole Santa Claus They're going to be punished for breaking the laws and poor old Santa is sad as can be But he's got to get home right away Don't you see to fill up his pack and start on his way to reach all good children before Christmas Day But don't you worry? I'm sure he'll be found so sit very still and don't make a sound the man in the moon and Gorgonzola the horse and Jonathan Thomas, too Of course have traveled far on a dangerous road past the dragon's cave and the home of the toad And oh my goodness that wicked old witch who rules for the land of Rumpelstich has cast her spells and Brood her magic and I'm sure the story would be quite tragic if it wasn't because of the good fairy queen Who always spoils the old witch's scheme? But once in the nightmare for us deep Jonathan Thomas fell sound to sleep Was the old witch's fault for she worked a spell and you may be sure that it would have worked well But the good fairy queen knew a wonderful charm It woke the little boy up and saved him from harm Then they saved the life of a little elf king who claimed to be king of any old thing So he gave them a key to the doors and the wall and said choose the right door to enter That's all they tried to be careful But the wall was so long that the door that they entered was the door that was wrong and Wherever they looked they saw mirrors so grand and it turned out to be it was looking glass land Then a very fine guard took them straight to the palace where they soon met the ruler whose name was Queen Alice And they soon discovered that she was their friend or she gave them a whistle that would help them no end When the little boy blew it it so changed his size He grew tall as a giant before all their eyes and now let us see what has happened since then For years where the story begins again Her goodness gracious sakes to Jiminy crickets and screw which you grow in higher and higher and higher Jonathan Thomas whatever shall you do? There's no need for alarm for you have the charm and you'll stop growing in a trice For I said to you all you need to do is to blow the whistle twice Then you'll grow small and you'll continue to fall till you can't be seen at all at all Goodness gracious What a wonderful thing to do Even bigger than my daddy Now that I know I can grow smaller who never I wish I'm not afraid anymore Yeah, yeah, how's the weather up there Jonathan Thomas. It's cold And I can see Are you step on us just as sure as sure can be and all that would be left would be just a Grisper of my plan Christmas ever be without all Santa and a Christmas tree And think how sad all the girls and boys if you didn't come around with his bag of toys We are mighty grateful to you your Majesty Queen Alice and we're mighty glad that we came to your palace Stop Jonathan Thomas now that you know how the trick is done Promise not to tell even a single one if you please I won't tell of course not And now if you don't mind and I know it's not kind But but the hands of the clock do show that you mustn't wait for it's growing late It's time that you both should go. Yes. It isn't it. We've got to hurry, too We're going to rescue Santa Claus in time for a Christmas. You've been very kind your Majesty And who can be yeah, and if there's ever a way that we can repay Just let us know and you thank you, sir It's very sweet, and I hope that again. We'll very soon meet now I'll wish you luck on your way and hope for a visit some other nice day Goodbye, Master Jonathan Thomas. Don't forget about your promise. I won't care mad. Just say good. Bye. Good. Bye A minute or two. Yes, siri Bob. Yeah. Yeah, that's what we'll do There's nothing better than I can see Than to rest in the shade of that old tree. Come on Jonathan Thomas My goodness there they go and that's just what the wicked old witch wanted them to do Oh dear oh dear once they get into the shade of that old tree, which is really the witch in disguise They'll lose their memory and forget where they're going and all about poor old Santa Claus. Oh My gracious what will happen next I can hardly wait for the next story about Jonathan Thomas to find out Oh, I won't forget to listen and you won't either will you I should say none