(058) Me And My Friend, Mathilda

What’s your score
Asked Mathilda Alore
She is my friend
With fingers that would’nt bend
I said it was nineteen out of twenty
She did think it was plenty
She said her score was seventeen out of twenty
And she said that was’nt plenty
I said why don’t we go for a picnic
But please don’t invite Trikwic
Because he is so mischievous
And he takes jokes to be serious
But when I went inside the camping tent
I saw that Mathilda’s back got bend
Now we could’nt run and play
Or even spend our day
Today we would’nt be able to have fun
Although it was bright with the sun
I took her to the hospital
On my red bicycle
I saw a basket filled with yarn
The doctor said she should’nt play, darn
One day she turned up at the door of my house
And screamed when she saw a tiny little mouse
I and my sister chased after the mouse
And broke almost everything inside the house
The mouse quickly ran away
But it did’nt matter any way
Mathilda suggested we play the game ‘truth’
She said it will help our nerves soothe
I did’nt think the game was so good
So we went inside to have our food
We had pastries, biscuits, chips and buns
We watched cricket and how they made runs
Then it was time for her to go back
She wore her shoes kept on the shoe rack
And we said good bye to each other
I watched her go back with her mother
Life with Mathilda is very fun
Usually when we are playing in the sun
Sometimes she can get too rude
When she is in a very bad mood.