Matilda was a fan of pop
She’d even trade her best top
For half a bottle of the stuff
Or tear her teddy to fluff
Matilda’s guardian
Was her Aunt Cardigan
And spoilt matilda rotten
Aunt's promise was you'll never be forgotten
It happened that one day
Matilda had grew tiered of play
And decied to drink all the pop
That Aunt had bought from the shop
Matilda's stomach couldn't cope
As though it had eaten an Antelope
Matilda fell to the floor
And whished she hadn't drunk any more
POP went Matilda's tummy
"I want my mummy"
And when Aunt came home
She went streight to the phone
And that was the end of Matilda
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Author:
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Hmmm. Rather intriguing. What happened to poor Matty/Tilly after she drank it all?
Sorry i hadn't finnished it but i have now! It's cool From hollyrice
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OH my word! Poor Matilda! She died for her folly? La, that is very sad....a serious lesson to all the rest of us not only to avoid drinking too much pop, but also to avoid overindulgence in anything, lest we be destroyed by it! Thanks again I liked it! Also see I've rated it, okay?
Oh gosh O_O
I'm not gonna drink anymore pop, or else MY tummy will pop.... OUCH
lol 🙂
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