WEEBEE WIZE UN YUBEE KUKU!
ALIPENDA KAKAMENDA,
PANTZ FORLDUN IFNO SUSPENDA!
FUIKIKA KANDERIKA,
WEEBE STRONGA YUBEE WEEKA!
POPOKOTA BORUMOKA
VERI RISKI YU PROVOKA!
KATIKATI MOONS UN STARS
FANFANISHA VENUS MARS!'
Mr Wonka paused dramatically for a few seconds. Then he took an enormous deep breath and in a wild and fearsome voice, he yelled out: 'KITIMBIBI ZOONK!
FUMBOLEEZI ZOOJVK!
GUGUMIZA ZOOJVK!
FUMIKAKA ZOONK!
ANAPOLALA ZOONKZOONK ZOONK!'
The effect of all this on the world below was electric. In the Control Room in Houston, in the White House in Washington, in palaces and city buildings and mountain shacks from America to China to Peru, the five hundred million people who heard that wild and fearsome voice yelling out these strange and mystic words all shivered with fear before their television sets. Everybody began turning to everybody else and saying, 'Who are they? What language was that? Where do they come from?'
In the President's study in the White House, Vice-President Tibbs, the members of the Cabinet, the Chiefs of the Army and the Navy and the Air Force, the sword-swallower from Afghanistan, the Chief Financial Adviser and Mrs Taubsypuss the cat, all stood tense and rigid. They were very much afraid. But the President himself kept a cool head and a clear brain. 'Nanny!' he cried. 'Oh, Nanny, what on earth do we do now?'
'I'll get you a nice warm glass of milk,' said Miss Tibbs.
'I hate the stuff,' said the President. 'Please don't make me drink it!'
'Summon the Chief Interpreter,' said Miss Tibbs.
'Summon the Chief Interpreter!' said the President. 'Where is he?'
'Right here, Mr President,' said the Chief Interpreter.
'What language was that creature spouting up there in the Space Hotel? Be quick! Was it Eskimo?'
'Not Eskimo, Mr President.'
'Ha! Then it was Tagalog! Either Tagalog or Ugro!'
'Not Tagalog, Mr President. Not Ugro, either.'
'Was it Tulu, then? Or Tungus or Tupi?'
'Definitely not Tulu, Mr President. And I'm quite sure it wasn't Tungus or Tupi.'
'Don't stand there telling him what it wasn't, you idiot!' said Miss Tibbs. 'Tell him what it wasV
'Yes, ma'am, Miss Vice-President, ma'am,' said the Chief Interpreter, beginning to shake. 'Believe me, Mr President,' he went on, 'it was not a language I have ever heard before.'
'But I thought you knew every language in the world?'