Threes a bean and his girlfriend Snur

Threes a bean and his girlfriend Snur

 

Three’s a bean 

and silly to be

He likes cats and furs 

and especially his girl friend Snur

 

She likes big fancy things

and things that sing

She likes love and likes and really fast bikes

and especially her big boy friend Three.

 

Together they were a pair

Living like two beans in a snare.

They danced and pranced 

and moved with glee.

 

Sometimes they would leave their trap

to follow a map

traveling to places

from here to there

They would see things 

Having fun and such

Holding hand in hand

protecting each other from the hot covered sand.

 

One day

which is now

They left for a trip

Together just the two

Walking from here to there

and there to there

they found spiky, pokey burly bur cover land

It was there, there was no way round

only option was to go back from where they were found

 

With smiles on their face

and anticipation on their brow

they tip toed here and there

avoiding this and that

as they walked this sticky stucky place with their shoe-less feet

 

Three the bean began to find things with his feet.

OW!

He said

OOOH!

WEEE!

WOAH

OH I THINK THESE THINGS ARE STUCK IN MY TOE!

 

Snur stopped and turned

her face was filled with concern

She knelt close to take a look.

surely whirly there it was, that burly bur was sticking stuckly right from that bulgingly big toe!

 

She said:

It

This thing

This thing I see

It sticks out

for everyone to see!

It so big, bigger than big

Its enormous! How were you able to step on something so huge?

 

The eyes of Three widened

His eyes filled with fear, how bad could this be?

With a weakened soft voice he said:

That thing

That’s what you see?

It sticks out?

Its so big? How can this be?

How will I ever go free?

 

She pondered and thought

then one idea came

it was with her fingers

that she would set him free

with two fingers pinching

she sure did squeeze

Snur pulled that big ol’ bur

and threw it into the leaves

after a single moment 

they both could see

he, Mr Three the bean was finally free!

 

Looking ahead

A long trip they saw

Burs and sticks and stones dotted as far as their eye could spy

Snur looked at Three’s clumsy feet

Though they were big, though she loved their strength

knew he was no acrobat

surely he would step on every burly bur as he walked through the burs and sticks and stones

 

With a welcoming smile Snur said:

Come here my big fine man

Come take my hand

Come climb my back

Come be my sac pack

Let me 

your girlfriend Snur

carry you pass all these burs.

 

In our Life – Poem

 

 

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