Gingerbread

Poetry

10th January 2019

Gingerbread Men, Captured by Inky

“I’m running from the Kitchen….”

he said as loud as he can

“….And this time you’ll never catch me

not this new Gingerbread man”

So dancing around the kitchen

he moved his fingers and thumbs

leaving a trail from tea tray to tree

consisting mostly of crumbs

And for a while he caused some havoc

as he dined on butties for lunch

the butties wi’ fish paste, left a gingery taste

as he munched and munched and munched

But our hero ended up in a pickle

as he began eating up the swiss log

he went into a dose and he attracted a nose

so ended up in the family dog!

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