Stories that are collected from the depths of the unknown or spawned from the deep recesses of my mind...
Monday, April 6, 2009
Mr. Roger’s Problem
"This annoying kid always comes over to our backyard!" Mr. Roger complained.
"Timmy?" Mrs Roger asked "our neighbour’s boy? He’s a good boy. And he’s just playing. Whats the problem?"
"Problem is that he’s always shovelling in the backyard, ruining my lawn, my precious plants…see what he is doing to my roses?" Mr Rogers said looking out the window.
He went out angrily “hey kid, don’t do that!”
Timmy got startled.”Sorry” he whispered.
"Why don’t you go play in your own backyard?"
"I don’t like digging in my backyard" Timmy replied sadly "all those bones keep coming out…"
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