Poor Mr Ketchup Looks like he has seen a ghost...

Ring ring the alarm bell sounded. "Oh bother, grumbled poor old ketchup as he stumbled out of bed.
Whack ouch has he hobbled about in pain. That cat has got nine life's but as for me  my luck is running out."
"Oh cried Sweet potato. "let me help you to your comfortable seat by the fireside".
"Oh my head hurts, moaned "Mr Ketchup fetch me my
soft pillow and place it behind my head. "Could you please bring me a glass of water and my pills."
"Okay dea, wait just a minute."
While Sweet Potato Face was busy fixing his drink suddenly without any warning Bang crash the television went up in smoke and Poor Mr Ketchup
looked like like he had seen a ghost Sweet Potato Face quickly pulled out the socket and sparks flew
everywhere.

Ding dong The doorbell sounded and "Haggis shouted, is their anyone in."
"Let yourself in, replied Mr Ketchup."
"What has happened to you, Laughed Haggis."
"It's not funny frowned Mr Ketchup."
"You all covered in black soot its all over your face."
I'd better go and wash it all off quickly he said.
Mr Ketchup looked rather bewildered. Has he looked into the mirror he couldn't see his face for black soot.

Mr Ketchup looked so funny. Sweet Potato Face had made some tea and sandwiches in the kitchen. But everyone including Mr Ketchup made their way through to the kitchen to have some tea. haggis offered to pour the tea. The tea looked rather a funny colour and smelt like raspberry tea. Oh yuck that is so horrible.
"Haggis you must have mixed up the wrong teabags.
O dear giggled Sweet Potato Face I better make some proper Scottish tea."
"well that would be rather nice,Haggis smiled.
"Its been quite a hectic morning I need to get cracking and put my skates on."

Soon Mr Ketchup walked up the hill to find he wasn't alone. He looked around and to his amazement a little Scottie dog trotting behind him. Oh bother he muttered to himself Ruby the Rude Raspberry's dog called Rusty.
You can bet my bottom dollar she will come looking for Rusty. I better get a move on before I meet up with you know who.?
The sky looked a bit grey and whitish and Mr ketchup wasn't
dressed for a snow shower.
Down fell big snowflakes bigger than a egg soon the woodland was covered in a blanket of snow and Mr ketchup Looked like a ghost
O dear what would Sweet Potato Face say went he went home.
I wouldn't like to be in his shoes would you Boy and girls.?

Published March 10, 2013

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

Awe, this is just soooooo cute!!! I love Mr. Ketchup and Sweet Potato Face, and I'd like to see the woodland with the blanket of snow, and Rusty, and, and, so much more!!!

[ROSALIND]

Wow this comment was written from someone at Poet-Freak I am highly honored.
I looked him up on the internet a very famous Children's poet.......Born in America in 1849........
Rick R
Reads like james Whitcome reilly Fun read

[Trigorin]

Whimsical little piece, and a fun write. Doesn't take itself seriously which is always nice to see. Some of your grammar needs work but that's a minor issue. Well done.

[Marie]

Trigorin, Rosalind has done many of the stories about Mr. Ketchup. I like her idea and thought there might be xomething worthwhile in them. So I rewrote one using correct spelling, grammar, etc. The story completely lost its charm. Why do suppose that is?

[Trigorin]

What's your point? Her spelling and grammar needs work.

[Marie]

My point is that when the story was written correctly it was no longer Rosalind's story and thereby lost what I had seen in it in the first place.

[Trigorin]

Even children's stories, although they're generally written in simpler language, have proper grammar.

[Marie]

Poor Mr. Ketchup. He's lucky to have Sweet Potato and his other friends. I don't know how he'd survive without them.