Slappy- Mister Wood Nation

He waved his arms above his head again, and he chanted a stream of strange words …
“Amapo Amapi Amapo Golrah Golreeh Amapo!”
A rumbling sound floated through the store. On the floor across from the counter, a stack of Mister Wood cartons began to shake. Slappy repeated the words, waving his wooden hands high. One by one, the boxes popped open.
A Mister Wood dummy rose up from each box. The dummies, with their dimpled smiles, red hair, and freckles, floated from the cartons and landed with their feet on the floor.
Slappy waved his arms some more, and the dummies began to march.
Their feet pounded the floor as they stomped their way to the clerk and Mr. Foreman.
“I’m outta here!” the clerk screamed.
He and Mr. Foreman dove for the door. But the army of dummies blocked their way. They raised their arms high and marched around the two men in a tight circle. Faster and faster, until their shoes pounded like thunder on the floor.
“Stop! Let us go!” Mr. Foreman could speak again. He shouted above the din of the marching shoes.
“Hope you guys enjoy your holidays!” Slappy cried. “Knock on wood! Hahaha!”
He dropped to the floor and ran out the door.

- Slappy, Beware!, chapter 21