There was once a rat called Birty
There was once a rat called Birty, he was lonely, cold and hurt. Birty lives in Falmouth by the Methodist Church. He likes his home by the church, except he doesn’t like being stood on by nasty children and adults. Birty had had enough of being stood on for nine years, he suddenly realised tomorrow was Carnival day in Falmouth, when all the tall ships come in and race.
He sighed “Oh no! I am going to be squashed rat tomorrow aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!”
Birty quickly scuttled down the lane, to his shack (home), that can only fit 4 rats in there, but it was just right for him. Birty was tired, so he decided to snuggle down into his sardine tin (bed) and he fell fast asleep in no time.
“BANG! BANG! BANG!” went the big loud drum. Birty suddenly woke.
“Oh no! The day I dread is here, squashed rat me aaaaahhh!!!!!!!!!!” He started running around like a headless chicken.
He slowly crept outside, it was blank, he was confused, he went round a sharp corner and crashed into this beautiful, graceful, young, pretty and colourful rat girl, about the same age as Birty. His eyes went blurry and then fluttered.
“Are you ok?” she asked politely.
“Ye….ye….ye…yep….ye…ur…ur…ur…ur..p,”
There right in front of his eyes was his dream lady.
“I will take you up to see the competition from my house; it’s a lovely view now.”
“O….o……k..”
So she took Birty up to her house, there was a disco ball, and a multi coloured floor.
“Wow, nice house, cools!”
She took him over to the veranda.
“I see what you mean by the view now!”
There was lights everywhere, flashing fireworks covered the sky, children playing, mums singing, dads dancing and dogs and cats covering there large ears. They both synchronised and said,
“This is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen in my life.”
Then Birty looked down, there were ladies and men dancing around, they looked quiet silly but it was so funny! If you looked around there were kids having lots of fun, dogs and cats attempting to dance and jolly sailors singing as they climbed up the tall sails.
Then Birty politely asked the girl rat
“What is your name?”
“Anne,” she replied
“Do you know you’re beautiful, Anne?”
She looked around
“Who me, no!”
“Well you are and I am going to describe you:
You are young and pretty,
Well the prettiest thing I have ever seen,
Your long blonde hair caught my eye,
So did your big, long, red coat,
You’re beautiful and you didn’t know!”
“Thanks! Do you want to come and join the friends disco?”
“Yeh! Course”
“Come on then.”
So Anne and Birty went down the lane and went up a drain pipe. There was a disco ball flashing brightly, a very bright dance floor and a fat plump mouse was sitting there with his huge headphones on.
“Wow cool, can I come here every night, this is epic!”
And from that day on they never got squashed again.