Locksy.
Now Locksy was a silly girl,
Cos her mam would always say,
'Don't go deep in the woods, kid!
'Or you might loose your way?
But Locksy took no notice,
Cos she was a little dim,
And such an argumentive cow...
And her mam could never win.
So off she went for a walk,
Deep into the wood,
And before she knew it, she was lost,
SO she sat down where she stood!
'Oh blimey,' wondered Locksy,
'Just what will I do?'
'I'm knackered and I'm quite lost,'
'And where I am I haven't a clue?'
Then she spied some smoke,
Further into the wood,
So she followed it to a house,
And knocked on this door of wood.
Tap, tap, tap, she went,
The door opened on its own,
There was no-one there, so she went in,
Cos she was all alone.
Three bowls of gruel sat,
Cooling on the table,
She gobbled up all she could,
As fast as she was able!
Then upstairs she crept,
And found three cracking beds,
And she didn't have a clue...?
That three bears had laid their heads!
So she tried one and all,
But still to no avail,
But she was tired and feelin pale!
So she chose one and jumped on it,
And promptly fell asleep,
Snoring her ruddy head off,
And couldn't hear a peep!
Suddenly a roar,
Locksy went quite sick,
Up she jumped and under the bed,
She shifted pretty quick!
'Who's ate all the gruel?'
A big gruff voice did shout,
'Find them and bring them here,'
'Hurry and sniff them out!'
Footsteps on the stairs,
Locksy was pig sick,
She knew that she was rumbled,
And she tried to get out quick!
She tried to jump from the window,
But a great big bear lashed out,
And knocked her to the floor,
With a ruddy great big clout!,
'What're you doin' here?'
He rumbled to the kid,
'You ate me food, you're ruddy rude,'
'And you owe me fifteen quid!'
Locksy collected her thoughts,
And thought, 'what ave we here?'
'I'm not payin you that much!
'Cos fifteen quids not fair!'
'Your gruel tasted horrible,'
'Your beds are as hard as steel,'
'And you're a cheeky blighter,'
'Cos your prices are unreal!'
Well the bear was totally shocked,
She'd caught him right off guard,
So she knocked him flat, just like that,
This big fat tub of lard!
Now the morel of this story is,
Nothing's as it seems to be,
And just because we're told its so,
It's not always right you see!
© Catherine Inglesby 1986
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