The town of Bakewell is under siege, gingerbread men are running free. The bakers scream. Oh please, oh please save us our brave king, but the brave king is at a loss, for no one in the court has a thought. When in the back of the court a small voice did say, I will save the town my way. My boy, my boy what will you do. I will eat my way through, I love gingerbread and so do you. The gingerbread men screamed and yelled, oh please, oh please don't eat us our brave king. But it was too late, theΒ Β boy and king had gobbled their fill! Oh my brave boy you have saved Bakewell!
It's going into my nursery rhymes book. It's part of a table top game I am writing called The saviors of Bakewell? Michael Robert Triska copyright 2017