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Tim Takes The Biscuit
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Maihri Patrick
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SYNOPSIS
This is a rhyming story about a greedy boy who eats a marmalade tea loaf.
Marmalade marmalade
Where have you gone?
I want some for breakfast
But the jar is half full
A strange wire rack
With a bright silver lump
Sits on the worktop
But it won't help my tum
It's tin foil says mum
With a smile on her face
She must have a secret
By the look on her face
She packed up my lunch-box
With bread rolls and crisps
Then smiled once again at the
Bright silver brick
I took it to school
wrapped up in tin foil
And opened it at playtime
When I ate it all
I licked all my fingers
and then both my lips
Then smeared all the gooeyness
Across my red cheeks
Later that night
when I went to bed
I woke myself up
and went down the stairs
It was all dark
everyone was asleep
but the stickiness called me
From the bright silver brick
Past Mum and Dad's room,
Ignoring the cries
of the creaking old floorboards
And broken toys
Downstairs in the kitchen
There it was
All shining and sticky
And gooey and yum.
A few crumbs lay about on the plate,
so I licked my finger
And scooped them all up
One side was all crumbly
So I took a knife
And tidied it up
Scooping the crumbs right up
into my mouth
It looked a bit funny
one side didn't match
So I evened it up
with another large slice.
Into my mouth.
With the icing on top
one great big chunk
but it was so nice
And then another
I was smacking my lips
Before I knew it
I'd eaten the lot.
What should I do?
I washed up the plate
No one will notice
As I creep back to bed
I woke in the morning,
And mum was about
She looked at me closely
Pointing at my chin.
"What's that?" she said.
"What's what?" I replied
"It looks like orange or
marmalade Tim."
"Where is the cake, it's gone can't you see?"
It was stuck to my chin for all to see
"I ate it" I said
"Right, get back upstairs."
I looked in the mirror
and there it was,
a great orange smudge
of marmalade cake
"So that's where it went."
I said quietly
But hey who cares
It's where it should be
The End
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