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DICKY WILSON (Part Two)

Contributed by lovingcritters on Sunday, 26th October 2003 @ 09:07:55 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry







Dicky got so he liked to stir the MudPies.
I kept telling him, "Don't stir so fast,
Dicky, you're doing it too hard,
you're going to get it in your eyes!"
Dicky said, "You're not my Mother!"
"I said, "I know I'm not your Mother, Dicky!"
He must a' meant another.

"Would you like to put some carrots
in our cookies, Dicky?"
Dicky never said much until he thought
I was his mother!"
"Let's go get some carrots
out of my Daddy's garden,
if they aren't very icky!
See those long green tops?
Watch me Dicky, you just pull 'em like this,
only when they are itty bitty like, you have to
put 'em back to bake some more!
We've pulled a whole row, and they aren't
baked yet, be sure you put them back in Dicky,
so they can stay set!"

"Oh, well, I wish I had some sugar!"
And that's when Dicky said,
"I have lots of sugar at my house!"
Then he took me by the hand,down the alley,
and back across the bad street again!
Dicky's basement was outside.
My basement was inside.
Down some steps, and there it was, real
sugar, a great big sackful.
We had to pull it up the steps, it was a handful!
I pulled, and Dicky pushed.....
across the bad street,
and down my alley, as the sugar whoosed!
We left a nice white line, and got to my backyard
before it was all gone, just in time!

Now our MudPies were more white.
Like the sugar cookies my Grandma makes
that taste just right!
Dicky and me were making nice Mudpies all
afternoon, and the sidewalks were all full of them,
We even tasted a couple, if they didn't crumble.

"Oh Look Dicky, here comes my Daddy's
big truck, we're in luck!
We can give him some of our cookies to eat.
I'll bet he'd like a nice treat!"
When the door on his big truck did slam,
I heard the yelling, and the Germany talking,
and then I saw Dicky, my friend ran!
My Daddy was from Germany Land,
And whenever he got really mad,
he would yell that Germany bad, and anyone
would know he wasn't glad!
I heard, "Radishing sugar,
and how will you pay this back?"
50 whole pounds in one sack!"
Then he pushed me aside, threw sugar all
over his back, and carried that sack.....
clear down the alley to Mrssss. Wilson's house!"

I didn't see my friend Dicky for a long time after
that, even though, I crawled up on the ashpit and sat.
But I knew Dicky was my friend, and I knew
Dicky would be back!"
We just borrowed a little sugar for our MudPies
I didn't tell any lies.
When my Daddy said, "Where did you get it?"
and then he spit, and I told him every bit!

The next night when my Daddy was spraying
his garden with the hose.
He said, "These carrots, just look at those rows?"
Then he started yelling that Germany bad.
He asked me if I had pulled 'em up, it was sad!
I told him I put them back to cook....
But he just kept yelling, "Just look, you took!"
But I put them back to bake,
That was a terrible mistake.
Then I cried, and cried, but maybe,
I don't know, maybe, I lied!

(to be continued next week, when Dicky & me
want to be beautiful, and so we powder
ourselves all over with
some really hot burning stuff!)

Chapter 3: I BORROWED MY MOM'S POWDER PUFF)

Created By
Cheri Cam LeBren
October 2003




Copyright © lovingcritters ... [ 2003-10-26 21:07:55]
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Re: DICKY WILSON (Part Two) (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Sunday, 26th October 2003 @ 09:56:45 PM AEST
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looking forward to part 3
Shari


Re: DICKY WILSON (Part Two) (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 04:47:59 AM AEST
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It is o.k..hope for part3..venkat


Re: DICKY WILSON (Part Two) (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 11:55:34 AM AEST
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she's clapping with glee
"I want a sugar mud pie for me!"
and I too want a friend like Dicky
rationed sugar sticky
running home so quickly
just because everyone's so picky

bring on number three!!!!!!


Re: DICKY WILSON (Part Two) (User Rating: 1 )
by Saira on Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 01:13:30 PM AEST
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Great going, Connie. Now, I'm impatiently looking forward to read its third part! Surely, that would be as good as this one!
Saira


Re: DICKY WILSON (Part Two) (User Rating: 1 )
by Crow on Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 04:17:33 PM AEST
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O yes, bring on part three, i`m enjoying the reads! good work. Crow


Re: DICKY WILSON (Part Two) (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Wednesday, 29th October 2003 @ 04:42:20 AM AEST
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have read part one and two, and am looking forward to part 3!! adorable!!! i used to do so many of the same things as you, we'd have been good lill buddies lol, hugs n' love nessa


Re: DICKY WILSON (Part Two) (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 01:48:21 AM AEST
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Gosh, they should explain things better to children. I am almost afraid to read chapter 3. I am afraid you will really get in trouble next. This is beyond cute.

Rita




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