POOR OLD MR KETCHUP, NOTHING EVER WENT RIGHT FOR HIM..
Saturday morning arrived. and Mr Ketchup was fast asleep in his bed unware that he might be snoring loudly. Oh dear Poor old Mr Ketchup" seemed to be in for a shock: The hands of the grandfather clock stuck 1 o'clock. Mr ketchup stumbled out of his bed. 'that's torn it now: He thought. better get a move on or I might miss the bus for the school summer outing. quickly throwing off his moth eaten night shirt. Mr ketchup made a quick exit downstairs. Meanwhile in the bathroom Mr Ketchup seemed to be in a spot of bother with the shower tap it had come right off and rolled all the way under the basin, that takes the biscuit. soon he had screwed the shower tap back on but before he could the water suddenly sprinkled everywhere; well that is life he thought to himself their is no use in moaning. Poor old Mr Ketchup well time just wasn't on his side. If he only just knew! minutes later he pulled the fridge door ajar and to his dismay: its empty 'Oh no he cried' what shall i do now,' Poor old Mr Ketchup nothing ever went right for him. Just then he flew up the stairs in a rage and moved towards the bathroom and opened the door forgetting the wet floor and O dear Poor old Mr Ketchup: WHOOPS down he slipped all the way to the floor looking dazed. What a dreadful morning it had been for him. Well as you can't imagine the look upon his face.? He wasn't going anywhere except to the hospital. by Rosalind Heather Smith

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