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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Franky was seven and having a party He told all his school-mates, except for Spud Carty And once they had heard that Spud wasn't invited All of them said they were really excited And then at the party the kids all had fun Which might have continued if Spud hadn't come Spud didn't play games, he was not in the mood He’d much rather stuff himself full of free food He grabbed all the biscuits and scoffed the whole lot And all the Bombay mix although it was hot He snaffled the sarnies and some went down whole Then grabbed the spaghetti piled up in a bowl He gobbled so much that he struggled to chew Then Franky cried out, that's not only for you Spud simply laughed spitting food as he said We all gotta eat... or else we'd be dead And that was when poor Franky found himself wishing His dad had stayed home and had not gone off fishing Spud sucked spaghetti like slithering snakes And said when I'm done, gonna find me some cakes But Franky looked sick and he started to squirm That sgetti looks just like a wriggly worm And Spud got annoyed when he heard someone giggle Don't be so stoopid, spaghetti can't wriggle Spud swallowed more, that spaghetti was yummy He said with a grin as he patted his tummy You lot he shouted must really be thick To get the food first you'd have to be quick The front door swung open, there stood Franky's dad He looked a bit angry, in fact he looked mad I’m meant to be fishing but I'm running late I got to the lake but forgot all my bait I've checked out the shed and I've looked all around Wherever I look there's no bait to be found Was it indoors his son Franky enquired So it would be handy when it was required Right there on the table his father confirms An old plastic dish, full of wriggly worms And that was when Spud's belly started to grumble And everyone heard his guts starting to rumble Spud almost flew to the lavatory What happened next was a horror story And when throwing up seemed much less of a danger He left with kids calling out, Don't be a stranger!
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