“Lordie me! It’s dashing cold
And my stomach’s hungry”
Said the fat old cook.
So she glanced at her recipes,
Flipping through her stained book.
And then, her eyes lit up.
Quickly she thumped into some flour
A dash of ginger, treacle, and spice;
And a pinch of salt,
And rolled it into a firm dark yellow dough soft and nice.
And then with her rolling pin
And knife she crafted out of several lumps:
The head, body, arms and legs
Of a Gingerbread man rummy lookin’,
Of caraway seeds were his eyes,
And of raisin was his smiling mouth.
” Now, doesn’t he have mischief lurking in his eyes.”
The cook mumbled to herself under her breath,
If mistresses heard her, they shrug it off
as nothing but a pack of lies.
The oven was ready,
And so was the rummy Gingerbread man!
In he went, and firmly were the doors shut.
The cooked nodded off tiredly, all to forget.
Until out wafted a sweet scent,
“Lawdie me it’s burnt”, the cook screamed
From within the oven his eyes wickedly gleamed.
The moment the oven opened
Hop, skip, and jump
The Gingerbread man leapt and outjumped.
Slyly he teased the heavy cook, “Run,run, run,
As fast as you can, but you can’t catch me
I’m the Gingerbread Man”
Teasing the cook behind him, he said
“I’m outa of your sight afore you look!”
So ran the Gingerbread Man
As fast as he could,
The cook shrieked and bawled,
And chased it through the fields, town, alleys and house,
Tillie the dog too ran in sport
Chasing Minnie the cat without a thought.
And so ran the town chasing the Gingerbread Man…
The cook’s heavy chest heaved and sighed
Teary, dumb stricken, she sobbed at her loss.
Nothing could stop the Gingerbread Man’s merry game
Until a red fox suddenly crept in,
And pounced upon the Gingerbread Man,
Hungrily gobbling it down, licking its last crumbs
In front of the fainting cook, cat, Tillie and townsfolk!
© Mumtaz N Khorakiwala
This story is a children’s folk tale.
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What a superbly delightful poem. Loved the narrative style. 👏👏💚💚
Thank you Moonmoon Chowdhury.💚💚
My granddaughter loves this story.
Thank you Sai and Sarita Khullar. I must mention, there’s an error in the second verse, fifth line: ” the” needs to be deleted.
Hey nice this is 💚💚💚
I can read this to my 6year old… and I am sure he will enjoy it…I could visualize the whole story through this.. 👌👌👌
Thank you Fatema, this is a poem for children.
Thank you Pooja 💚.
Hungry food and gingerbread😹💚😂
You’re so cruel😭
I want to eat gingerbread
I’ll send it asap. Thank you, yes the way they describe it in the folk tale I’ve always felt hungry too.
I loved it…the folklore came back to life!
Thank you all💚