A Super-Sized Grin

I blasted straight out of that plush velvet guitar case, squeezed under the front door sweep, and peeled onto the sunny driveway asphalt at full throttle! Dead ahead sat an enormous brass-rimmed magnifying glass, gleaming like an oversized monocle dropped on the street. Tap the brakes? Pfft, not in this cab! I stomped the pedal, shot right up the angled wooden handle, and skidded four wheels onto the giant glass lens! Holy hubcaps—my front grill looked ten times as wide, and my own silly grin stretched from curb to curb! I threw both gloved paws up, honked a brassy double-toot, and took a glorious bow right before sliding back onto the concrete!