Hey diddle diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon,
The little dog laughed to see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Hey, guys, did you get a load of that spoon? Can you believe the dish ran off with her? And him with a great looking salad fork for a wife at home!
Some guys will Hey Diddle Diddle with just about any spoon!
Well, I guess there's no accounting for taste in spoons.
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My story this week is certainly a cheat, which is especially sleazy since I skipped last week. What can I say? I looked at the picture prompt and I saw the fabled spoon - two eyes, a nose, and a wide open mouth plus the handle of either a lollypop or a spoon.
Along with the little dog, you can see all kinds of sport from the other Friday Fictioneers by clicking here. Last thing I heard about the dish and the spoon was that the dish had returned home to his fine salad fork spouse.
One can only Hey Diddle Diddle for so long!
One can only Hey Diddle Diddle for so long!
27 comments:
Well I am sure some slashing knife will come along and realize what a great fork his wife is.Then he'll be sorry!
A "great fork?" OMG, you make me blush, Dawn!
No submission to FF is a cheat - only dishes gone bad fit in that category. Loved this. Alicia
Hey diddle diddle
that was a funny fiddle
with words
said in your whey
But when little Jack Horner
came out of his corner
little Miss Muffet
grabbed the spoon and ran away.
Now you have me doing Nursery Rhymes.
Fun.
Randy
Thanks, Alicia. Frankly I have to chalk it up to the dish's serious drinking problem, but I believe he is going for treatment. You see, he thinks he's a glass!
20ish Miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Along came Perry and Randy
And she shouted "Gazandy!"
Date THEM? That'll be the day!
You and I will have to grow up some day, Randy. Just not yet.
On balance I prefer your prose to your poetry. But it's marginal...
Dear Perry,
There's no accounting for a dish's taste in cutlery. Funny stuff.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I'm with you!
Really, Sandra, well then how's this?
There once was a man from ... nah, I guess you're right about the poetry.
I guess the spoon has a great sense of humor.
Not sure it qualifies as a nursery rhyme anymore, with the adult-oriented content added 8^). Nice one.
You're probably right. Good thing I left out the part about Jack and Jill and that damn hill!
No, do. Please write the Jack and Jill verse. I loved the above take. The first time I read a 'fractured fairytale' something inside clicked and said, "Yes, this is what's missing...the humor!"
Okay,
Jack and Jill went up the hill
to fetch a pair of ... I mean, pail of water
Jack went down ... I mean,fell down
And went to town ... I mean, broke his crown
And Jill came after ... I mean, came tumbling after
Even I'm disgusted. And thanks for joining the blog!
I thought it went like this;
Jack & Jill went up the hill
they each had a dollar and a quarter
when they came back
she had two-and-a half
they didn't go up for water.
ugh - now, I'm disgusting too.
You should be! Is there a movie version of that by any chance?
Dear Perry, I'm still laughing at Russell's comment above - YOU GUYS! You are funny. Make me laugh every time. Perry, your offering is hilarious! Everyone is writing fractured fairy tales and it's wonderful! Don't forget lymerics! Well - you really have to be pretty smashed to enjoy those. Good Job Perry! Nan :)
Your nursery rhyme has grown up to be naughty...and fun. :-)
Thanks, Nan, and I always enjoy your letters even though maybe you have to be pretty smashed to write them. Hey Diddle Diddle, thanks for all your support!
Darn, I was hoping for just naughty!
The spoon has got to be more fun than a fork! Ouch! A dog made it into my story, too! This is a strange one. You did great with it! Very enjoyable.
hahaha damn it but that is one hairy spoon!
seriously, funny stuff. :)
You dum diddled this one all the way home, Perry! Not that that actually means anything, but love the playful tone here, and felt compelled to join in! :-D
But my dog can lick your dog any day! Wait, that didn't come out right ...
Yes, it is one hairy spoon and ... wait a minute, my spoon is not that hairy!
Thanks, Dawn, I didn't think this one meant anything either except that there's no accounting for taste in spoons, never has been, never will be!
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