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Re: A Poem Request
Murphy Peter (MurphyP@TCE.COM)
Wed, 25 Nov 1998 07:36:08 -0500
Hope this is the story Kevin was looking for. I memorized this story and
delivered it with
much enthusiasm at a district camporee campfire. The boys loved it. It's not
the same if
you just read it though.
Prinderella and The Cince
Thunce upon a rime, there was a gritty little pearl named Prinderella.
Prinderella hived at lome with her two sisty uglers and her micked wep
stother. Prinderella's sisty uglers made her wean the clindows, flub the
scroors and do all the wirty dork.
One day the Prandsome Cince in The Pringdom sent out a clockpromation
that all the gritty little pearls should come to a drancy fess ball.
Prinderella's
sisty uglers had drancy fesses, but all Prinderella had was a wirty drag, so
she cat and sried, "Hoo - Boo ! Hoo - Boo!".
When sall of a udden, who should appear, but Prinderella's Gairy Frog
Mother. Prinderella's Gairy Frog Mother turned Prinderella's wirty drag
into a drancy fess. She went to the drancy fess ball and dranced with the
Prandsome Cince all night.
But !, on the moke of stridnight, Prinderella dan rown the Stalace peps,
and on the stottom bep, she slopped her dripper.
The nary dext vay, the Prandsome Cince sent out another clockpromation
through the Pringdom, that all the gritty little pearls should cly on the
slopped dripper.
Well the gritty little pearls slied it on, but it fiddn't dit!
Prinderella's
sisty uglers slied it on, and it fidn't dit. Prinerella's micked wep
stother
slied on the slopped dripper, and it fidn't dit! Prinderella slied it on.
IT FID DIT!!!! They got mappily harried and mived slappily after ever.
The storal of this mory is: Just slop your dripper on the Stalace peps
if you want to lall in fove with a Prandsome Cince.
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