Once upon a time
in a land far away
there lived a beautiful girl
who got lost along the way.
She roamed and roamed the countryside
searching for her home
she happened on a cottage
thus ending for now her roam
The cottage was dark and dreary
the curtians shut tight
she pulled with all her strength
to let in some daylight.
When she finally opened them
the air was thick with dust
had no one had been living here?
the air was full of must.
Her eyes were getting heavy
she desperatley needed sleep
she found some beds in a room
and decided to do a leap.
The first bed she tried was far too large
the second was lumpy and tall
but the third one fitted very nicely
even though it appeared so small.
The girl had slept for ages
her tummy was rumbling bad
it had been ages since she ate
her hunger was driving her mad.
She arose up from the bed
stetched her arms out high
satisfied with the sleep she had
she searched for food to try.
The house was now in darkness
as she fumbled for a light
she found some loose candles
to brighten up the night.
To her surprise she saw some bowls
laying on a clothed table
was she dreaming? she wiped her eyes
no her vision was stable.
The steam came out of the bowls
whatever it was it smelled good
she did not care what it was
as long as it was food.
The first bowl she tried was far too hot
the second was far too sweet
but the third bowl of food was just right
and went down like a treat.
She ate all the food in the bowl
and wiped her moistened eyes
she was wondering how the food got there
her thoughts interupted with suprise.
Voices came from the little room
one strong one medium one soft
the girl started to panic
and headed for the loft.
In the background the first voice said
"someones been sleeping in my bed"
then another voice slightly sqeakier said
and in mine too Fred!
The last voice was so soft and quiet
the girl could not make it out
"someones also slept in my bed"
whats this all about?
Then she heard some footsteps
as they all headed to the table
again the rougher voice sounding loud
said"someone has used this ladle"
The squeakier voice said hysterically
someone has been eating my food
the rougher voice in a rage
said "and mine this isn't good"
The younger voice said crying
someone has ATE my dinner
he looked at his paw with sadness
knowing he wasn't the winner.
The threesome did a search of the house
and eventually they entered the loft
they found the girl shivering badly
trying to speak in a voice so soft.
The next thing they knew the girl had ran
terrified at what she had saw
the younger of the family said
was she the one who ate my supper Paw?
The girl eventually found her way home
no one believed her story
never again did she venture away
not for love or glory.
Guess the movie 7, lol This one is for AMY, she said she doesn't have time to watch movies for the wee one, I agree, so I have written this poem especially for her type of viewing, I am sure everyone will get this, please have a go, no matter how silly you think it is, for a child its the best thing since sliced bread lol.
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