Mel-O-Toons presents
Miguel the Mighty Matador
♪ In Spain, in the town of Caramba Seville, ♪
♪ lived the bravest matador of them all. ♪
♪ His name was Juan Pablo Garcia Miguel. ♪
♪ He was 3 feet and 2 inches tall. ♪
♪ When night cast a cloak o'er Caramba Seville, ♪
♪ Juan Pablo would run to his bed. ♪
♪ But he'd never dream of a big ice cream hill. ♪
♪ He would dream of the bull fight instead. ♪
[applause]
Señoras y señores!
It is time for the biggest bull fight of the year.
Today, we have the biggest bull ever to fight,
El Toro Diablo, the devil bull.
And fighting him, the only matador in all of Spain
who is brave enough to enter the bull ring with Diablo,
Juan Pablo Garcia Miguel.
And here comes the band!
And now for the big fight,
pitting El Toro Diablo, weight 2,452 pounds,
6 feet 8 inches tall,
if you do not count his horns, which are 3 feet long;
and the brave matador,
Juan Pablo Garcia Miguel,
weighing 53 pounds, 3 feet 2 inches tall,
if you do not count the hat, which is 4 inches high.
The fight will commence after the March of the Toreador.
Señoras y señores!
It is time to start the big fight.
Here comes El Toro Diablo.
And now, here comes Juan Pablo, carrying only a red cloak and his wooden sword.
♪ Poor Pablo, poor Juan Pablo, ♪
♪ at bull fighting he must be good. ♪
♪ For there he is alone with a great big bull ♪
♪ and his sword is made of wood. ♪
And now, El Toro rushes Juan Pablo.
Ah! What form. What grace.
Juan Pablo steps aside as El Toro rushes by.
Uh, oh. Here he comes again!
Caramba!
Juan Pablo stood his ground and the bull barely missed him.
What bravery. What skill.
And here comes the bull again!
El Toro seems to be tiring.
Here he comes.
And boys and girls, Juan Pablo has ignored his sword
and thrown the bull to the ground with his bare hands.
El Toro Diablo, the biggest bull ever to enter the bull ring, is just lying there.
He is afraid to get up.
And now, Juan Pablo pulls him by his horns
and rides the bull around the ring!
Hola, strike up the band!
♪ In Spain, in the town of Caramba Seville, ♪
♪ lived the bravest matador of them all. ♪
♪ His name was Juan Pablo Garcia Miguel. ♪
♪ He was 3 feet and 2 inches tall. ♪
♪ When night cast a cloak o'er Caramba Seville, ♪
Juan Pablo would run to his bed.
♪ But he'd never dream of a big ice cream hill. ♪
♪ He would dream of the bull fight instead. ♪