I have just rediscovered this work of genius by my son. He dictated it to me when he was four years old and we turned it into a little book. The illustrations were quite marvellous – red felt tip in abundance. I have scoured the house looking for the finished book but all I can find is my typed out copy of the script – ah well, I shall share this joyous thing with you - I think we could all learn some lessons from it. Not least where not to keep your cake.
The Spy Who Liked Cake.
I am Emily.
I am a lobster.
I am also a spy.
I am a spy lobster.
I have got a gun
I hide my gun in my pants.
Can you see my gun?
I don’t want you to see my gun.
That is why I hide my gun in my pants.
Can I come and play with you?
No!
Why Not?
You have a gun in your pants.
A gun can go bang.
A gun can go bang when we play.
A gun can hurt you.
Put the gun away, then you can play.
Ok. Do you like cake?
Yes I like Cake.
I will bring some cake.
Yes, but not cake that has
been in your pants.
The ending was laugh out loud funny! A wonderful little tale.
A work of sheer genius!
I quite agree – always check the source of your cake, especially if it is offered by a Lobster wearing pants.
Snortle, snortle.
That boy will go far.
Totally brilliant. I am now off to look very carefully at where my cake has been, heaven forbid a lobster has it down his/her pants!