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Hermione Pringle

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"Hermione dear

come here,

come hear.

Now listen

to what I say."

 

"Your father and I

have a wonderful plan

with a part

for you to play."

 

"We are going to knit

a voluminous craft

to travel in,

far away."

 

"Daddy will steer

and pedal it too,

but you will

show him the way."

 

"We will journey

at night,

by the light

of the stars,

and relax

in sun beams

by day."

 

"I will ensure,

as a mother should,

that you eat

three times

each day."

 

"Off you go now

and compile the route.

With my knitting

I will stay."

 

"Daddy my dear,

just finish the drive,

and we'll set off

later today."

 

As the sun

went down

on the pringle yard

they flew off

without delay.

 

Father pedalled

and pointed

the craft

while Hermione

showed him the way.

 

They parked up at dawn

on a goonibah beach

where a jerrimble

nibbled away,

at the purl

and the plain

of the undercart,

while he burped

and brungled all day.

 

With fresh spun cloud,

and jerrimble horns

Mum knitted

a new landing tray.

 

Dad pedalled away

for all he was worth

While Hermione

plotted the way.

 

The day

and the night time

rocketed past,

and the world

was hurled

far astray.

 

Father braked hard

on the wonderful craft

so it came in to land

on the tray.

 

High in the boughs

of Venusian trees

the Pringles

came out to say:

 

"here is the most

deluptiful place

that ever

we came

to play."

 

At Alpha Centauri

they stayed

for two weeks

in the forests

of purple and grey.

 

Centaurans

all loved them

and copied

their craft.

Then waved

as they went

on their way.

 

It was horrid inside

the black hole

that they found,

when they toured

the milky way.

 

It turned inside out,

the fatherly drive,

and made all the purl

into plain.

 

The Pringles decided

this just

wouldn't do.

They simply

declined to stay.

 

So mother

refurbished

the stitches,

and then,

Hermione

showed them

the way.

 

In seconds

they swept

to the pringle

front yard

and screeched

to a halt

on their tray.

 

Close up behind them

Centaurans came.

Three hundred

decided to stay.

 



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