Little Miss Tilly was dressed in one of her best dresses. Sitting and looking pretty with her precious puppy, Louie the second.
Tonight was special. She had been to her first recital and had played all the right notes. Well, almost all of them. She was distracted by Georgie making faces. Why were boys so pesky?
After everyone had performed their pieces, refreshments had been served. The cakes and cookies tasted divine.
Little Miss Tilly was beaming as she sat on the curb waiting for her ride. Mr Jenkins, her chauffeur would be by soon. She didn’t mind waiting.
She kept replaying in her head the shocking incident that had happened a few moments ago.
Had Georgie really tried to kiss her?
He had tried kissing Rosie, but all the kiss did was make her cry. Poor Georgie Porgie.
The next morning, Tilly woke up and called her friend Mary over to help with her garden.
After all the silverbells and cockleshells were arranged in rows, Little Miss Tilly decided to take a break.
She visited her other friend Mary, and her sweet lamb. But chaos broke out when Louie scared Mary’s lamb.
They had to chase it all the way to Mary’s school.
Tilly took Louie home and was upset that Mary hadn’t served her usual tea and scones. Her stomach was growling.
The cook made her some curds and whey, though Tilly had begged her to make some lemon scones instead.
Frowning, little Miss Tilly Muffet took her bowl of curds outside and sat on a tuffet. When along came a spider and sat down beside her.
Tilly screamed, scaring the spider who had sat down beside her. Her scream caused the poor spider to fly into the air.
At the same time, there was an old lady who happened to be walking by, drinking her cup of tea.
As she raised the cup to her lips, the spider who had flown into the sky came down, plopping into the old lady’s cup of tea.
“Oh dear me, earlier it was a fly that fell from the sky, and I accidentally swallowed. Now it is wriggling, wiggling and tickling inside of me.
She stared at the poor spider and said, “Perhaps he can catch the fly.”
She grimaced, and in one sip, she swallowed the poor spider to catch the poor fly, who had fallen from the sky, and was wriggling, wiggling and tickling inside of her.
Now, the old lady was laughing for both the spider and fly, were now wriggling, wiggling and tickling inside of her.
She continued walking down the road, and out of the air, a little humming bird fell into her cup.
With the spider still wriggling, wiggling and tickling inside of her, she thought of swallowing the bird to catch the spider.
“No, that is too absurd!” The lady lifted the poor bird out of her cup and let it fly away.
Now you know why the old lady swallowed the fly and can rest easy because she didn’t die.
*I hope you enjoyed this silly tale. i will be away for part of the day, but I will reply to your comments when I am back. 🙂*