I wanted to read a special book
but found it took,
I had a look in every nook,
Sadly, I could not find my book.
I was very sad and could not cook,
So nobody had my chook.
As I put the apron on a hook,
The house shook, and I realised,
A crook had stolen my book!
Sad I was, so I jumped on a plane,
And went to Spain, to cure my pain.
Over there, brekky was jam and toast,
While for lunch, I gobbled chicken roast.
Then off I went to a theatre,
To enjoy a movie that had no creator!
I ended my trip with a coffee to sip
And a bikkie to dip
Wow, so yummy to my lips!
When I came back to my town,
I was told of a clown
Who always frowned
Fearing he would drown
Wearing his favourite crown.
Surprised I was, when I found out,
It was the King of Spain
Who had caused my pain
Stealing my special book
And denying me a yummy chook!
January, 2025
