LAUGH YOUR COTTON SOCKS OFF

Mr Ketchup longed to make his very own pancakes but he ran into some trouble with the ingredients....

Tuesday pancake day.
Mr Ketchup raced along the kitchen
floor. He began hunting for some
plain flour,Oh fiddle sticks He-
cried' The flour is past its sell
by date and the eggs that were left
in the fridge smelt like rotten
veg. Mr Ketchup grumbled to himself.

This will never do he thought.
to himself. You see Mr Ketchup.
hates going out doors.
Mean while their was a loud clutter
coming from the hall way.
well guess what?
Poor old Mr Ketchup seemed to be in
a spot of bother.
lying all around him in a heap
lots of odd shoes,
Oh no that's torn it now.


All over the lino floor
where lots of boots, shoes,
slippers,He picked up a pair
of black boots with holes
in the soles.
and looked at all the others.
well I will just have to wear
the boots. Mr Ketchup
reached up for his torn
jacket and off he went
slowly walking towards his
front gate.
But Mr Ketchup
wasn't thinking straight
and just then the rain
began to pour down
poor old Mr Ketchup
What would become of him?

© 2012 ROSALIND