Who liked to play, with Master Sidget?
All the time, singing nursery rhymes,
In her garden, while the sun shines.
She would play with her dolls, all on her own.
Until one day, some stranger I say,
Was walking by, as Miss Fidget did play.
To little Miss Fidget at the start.
“Hello sir”. Miss Fidget did slur,
To the stranger who didn’t know her.
Sorry my name is Mr Cheat”.
Said the old man, being nice and calm,
As he held out the palm of his hand.
Not knowing what was going to occur.
Not seeing the danger, from this stranger,
She took the sweet that could also hang her.
To little Miss Fidget playing his game.
“I’m little Miss Fidget and there’s Master Sidget,
My little friend”. Said little Miss Fidget.
Aren’t you that monster who lives down the lane?
Said Mr Sidget with Master Sidget,
As they walked over to little Miss Fidget.
And got rid of him the total stranger.
“Are you ok”. Mr Sidget did say,
To little Miss Fidget where she did play.
“It’s a good job I came back this way”.
So Mr Sidget told Mrs Fidget,
About the stranger and little Miss Fidget.
“Mum he gave me a sweetie and I thanked him to”.
“You don’t do that, as he’s a brat,
A bad person, a stinky rat.
Said her mum giving her a twirl.
“And carts them away, day after day,
And hurts them darling, this I must say.
Never my darling, not a stranger on the street.
Do you hear me, my darling you see?
As some people are evil, just like he”.
I won’t ever again, sorry mum”.
“Good little girl, my sweet little pearl,
I love you more than the whole wide world”.
I love you more than anyone”.
“That’s nice to hear my darling dear”,
Said her mum holding her near.