The girl with a red bow in her hair.

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  1. Darkloch

    Darkloch Love Sara

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    Hey, a story told in rhyme full of emergency rhymes and half-assed tricks.
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    Anni was a cute little girl, with a red bow in her hair.
    Five winters old and already like mayflowers fair.
    With a father fat and jolly and a pretty mom named Polly,
    She lived in the happily in the forest with her bear.
    The bear’s name was Millington and was a confidante,
    To the girl with a red bow in her hair.

    A day in the week, a Monday, I believe,
    Anni went to the church to show that she was meek.
    With bear in hand she skipped and hopped,
    Millington’s ear stuck to a branch and off it was lopped!
    Crying for her friends lost ear she stood there,
    The little girl with a red bow in her hair.

    A hunter, with an axe so sharp and heavy,
    Stopped beside the crying girl with his Chevy.
    With a sigh he cut the engine and then he got out.
    Then he asked: “What does little Anni cry about?”
    Our little heroine held aloft her bear.
    “Please mister hunter, I can’t find his ear!”
    The hunter looked at Millington with care,
    He asked himself:
    “How can I help the girl with a red bow in her hair?”

    Then with a smile and a snap with his fingers,
    He went back to his car and came back with a bunny and some zingers.
    With a little chop he freed an ear from the rest of the rabbit,
    Then held out his hand.
    “Come on Anni, let’s have it.”
    Gingerly Anni gave him her bear,
    Poor Millington, with but one ear!

    With quick work with the zingers and a curse or two,
    The hunter made Millington as new.
    For were he had a bear’s ear of habit,
    He now sported the ear of a rabbit!
    Laughing and hugging the hunter with joy,
    Anni picked up her mended toy.
    She waived good bye to the hunter who stood there,
    The little girl with a red bow in her hair.

    A day in the week, a Tuesday I believe,
    Anni went to visit her friend Steve.
    With her bear (with a rabbit’s ear) in hand she skipped and she hopped,
    Millington’s leg got stuck between two stones and off it was lopped!
    Crying for her friends lost leg, she stood there.
    The girl with a red bow in her hair.



    But help came yet again, for a farmer came along with his pig friend,
    They looked on at the crying Anni and the farmer looked at his pig:
    “We need to ‘elp ‘em there, Danny.”
    The pig (whose name was Danny) agreed to the max,
    So he flung his leg onto a nearby axe.
    It stung a bit but it didn’t face brave Danny,
    Cause he was helping, the darling Anni.
    The farmer took Danny’s leg and sews it onto Millington,
    He turned to Anni.
    “There you go hun’!”

    Believe, friends, that Millington was happy,
    Cause were only cotton and thread had been,
    A cute little pig’s leg poked in!
    Anni thanked the kind farmer and gave Danny a kiss,
    Then she ran to take the bus which she was about to miss.
    “Oh what a joy too have a whole bear!”
    Shouted the girl with a red bow in her hair.


    A day in the week, a Wednesday I think,
    Annie turned eighteen and went to the bar for a drink.
    And as always Millington (with a rabbit’s ear and the leg of a pig) was at her side,
    But bears aren’t allowed in bars so instead they took a ride.
    Cause at her 18th birthday she had gotten a present,
    A nice looking bike of the model Crescent.
    Good times were had,
    Because both Anni and Millington knew beer was bad.
    But even sober one can make a mistake,
    After two minutes (give or take),
    Both Anni and Millington was in the ditch,
    And Millington’s arm came off with a “ritch”!
    Understand my friends, that Anni cried,
    Because her best friends arm a seagull spied.
    It flew down with the utmost grace,
    And poor Millington’s arm vanished without a trace.

    But fear not for Millington’s fate,
    For help was dished out on the biggest of plate.
    The field mouse family had seen it all from their home,
    So now the came to help, with their father first (whose name was Rome).
    He saw the damage and nodded to his wife,
    “To make Millington whole will be our duty in life!”
    So all five of the field mice bit each others tails and hung on tight,
    Except for Rome who dove into Millington’s gaping whole were his arm used to be,
    Rome bit on to the cotton and look at that, Millington is alright!
    For were a paw made of cotton and cloth once was so coarse,
    A field mice family dangled of course!
    Oh the joy of it all, the two friends were screaming,
    Millington his whole, look at him gleaming!
    Now the moral of our story is quite obvious you see,
    Friends help friends for free.
    Might cost you and ear, might cost you a leg,
    Maybe it will cost you your whole life, but what the smeg!
    You help your friends and they will help you,
    Millington and Anni know this to be true.

    So now we say farewell to the two friends,
    I think we have worked out all loose ends.
    Anni is nineteen next week and a party there will be,
    With punch and ribbons tied to a tree.
    But even when she turns ninety-six and can’t quite hear,
    She will still cherish her wonderful bear (with a rabbit’s ear and the leg of a pig and let’s not forget the family of field mice for his paw.)
    Now ends the poem of the girl with a red bow in her hai
     
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  2. Black Tattoo

    Black Tattoo The Corruptor

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    LOL - how clever! I really like how you wrote this. Ingenious if I do say so myself. I don't think I'd have been able to pull it off. My compliments to you! :D
     
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    Thank you. Once again it was an assignment by my friend to write a story for children...and I think I done just that...for twisted, emotionally scarred children but still...
     
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    Black Tattoo The Corruptor

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    Most welcome :D

    Quote: for twisted, emotionally scarred children but still...


    What better kind to write? :devilbat: