Foolish Monkey

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*************************** *************************** WARNING: what you read at noon is NEVER the same poem or post a few hours later. I can't help myself. I like to noodle. HELPFUL SUGGESTION: if you like what you've read (and even if you didn't), come back in a day or two. It'll be better. In fact, if you hated it, you must come back and read it again because it will definitely be better. *************************** "I find that I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it's the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain" -Red in The Shawshank Redemption, Stephen King ***************************

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DECEMBER 5, 2009 7:36PM

Today's Fairytale: The Little Girl with the Unruly Curl

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 girlwiththecurl

Once upon a time there was a pretty little girl with a pretty little curl right smack dab in the middle of her forehead, who after a satisfying lunch of bread and jam found that she was very bored.   (The little girl was very pretty and known to be of sweet temper but everyone knew her to be a bit of a knucklehead.)

One fine day she found new keys sitting on a table unattended and they were so pretty, she had to put them in her pocket.   So she did!  They belonged to her Uncle Albert and they fit perfectly in his brand new car, which happened to be in her  favorite red with white stripes on the sides and a pair of racing flags crisscrossed on the bright front grill.  And it happened to be sitting right in her driveway!  This  made the little girl, very very happy. 

 

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That very morning, she decided to secretly take the beautiful car for a ride with her pet skunk Skunky.  She dressed in her nicest white pinafore with matching lace bonnet. And for Skunky, a bright blue bow was tied around his adorable head and off they went.

 

She got in and clicked the seatbelt on Skunky, who was very happy to be having an adventure on such a sunny day with his favorite person.  Then the little girl turned her Uncle Albert's key in the ignition forgetting to click on her own seatbelt.  (I told you she was a knucklehead!)

She put her dainty foot (wearing her shiniest black patent leather shoes) on the gas pedal and pushed down hard.

  Oh my!

 At that exact moment, the red car roared into action!  It flew into the little girl's favorite fire hydrant, by way of the green grass her Daddy loved to fuss over every weekend (even more than he fussed over anything), 

Next, Uncle Albert's car took off down the street like a chariot, making a great deal of noise, (some would say it roared like a hungry lion on the prowl!).  It flew over tall hedges and leaped directly through the irritable Mr. Bukowski’s livingroom window and through the house and onto his back porch, breaking his favorite chair with him in it,..  (What a mess!)  Sadly, the little girl and her curl were toast. 

 

 skunk

But Skunky survived!  

 

 The moral of the story ~ always descent your skunk! 

 


image credits

first: from the Gutenburg Project

Title: The Real Mother Goose

Illustrated by Blanche Fisher Wright

www.gutenberg.org/files/10607/10607-h/10607-h.htm 

second: an actual Corvette TM logo

third: sodahead.com

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Grown up fiction is too hard.

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OMG!
This is just about the funniest thing I've read all day!!!
You do have a knack for children's literature.
;-)
This is sweet writing Monkey. I like. I do like.
More please
Skunky and Bukowski in a children's story. Fantastic!
smelly story monkey -- just the kind of thing my grandsons would love -- thanks.
Oh man, this has me laughing! Thanks nofrills :)
I heard that Tiger Woods was having an affair with a descented skunk who was in Tiger's car when he hit the fire hydrant.

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Spotted,
I'm really pleased you enjoyed it. I had a blast writing it. Thank you.

Mission,
You got the spirit of it...it is sweet and silly and fun. Will try to do more. Thank you.

Chuck,
yes, irritable bukowski and stinky skunky...
he he

Swoman,
Kids are far more jaded than we like to think they are. Welcome back from where you been!

Smithery,
I'm glad you enjoyed! Thank YOU. :D

LittleWilly,
Is there no low Tiger has not sunk to?

Thank you all. :)
This is hilarious! I'll take care of that skunk asap!
and make sure you buckle up!