THE BALLAD OF BOB THE BUN

Our friend Bob the Bun,

just loved to have fun

and exciting adventures galore,

he’d laugh all day

and jump and play

and roll around on the floor.

 

Its a very rare sight

to see a bun take flight

but one day he went flying so high,

he held onto a kite

by the tail, so he might

get to see the world from the sky.

 

Now, whilst he was high,

something low caught his eye

in the glint of the afternoon sun,

if he wasn’t mistaken

he’d spotted a maiden

a sweet looking little fruit scone.

 

His heart did a flip

and he started to slip

down the tail to the very last bit,

he shouted till hoarse

to his friend, Buttered Toast,

to reel him back in and be quick.

 

When his feet hit the ground

he was looking around

to find the fresh fruit of his dreams,

and there she was sat

with her frilly white hat

on a bench at the edge of the stream.

 

Bob started to run

in the warm summer sun

for his heart he just could not deny,

she looked all demure

and he wasn’t quite sure

but then saw the twinkle in her eye.

 

Her arms opened wide

and he joyfully cried

falling into her crumbly embrace,

they danced in a circle

till she started to chuckle,

tears of joy running down her sweet face.

 

It wasn’t very long

before the church bells bonged

and he smiled at his sweet blushing bride,

he took her in his arms

and with all of his charms

said, “I do!” with heart-warming pride.

 

The townsfolk clapped

as they walked down the path

with a spring in their steps to the park,

where their friend, Buttered Toast,

was snoozing against a post

with a kite made for two, what a lark!

 

What a glorious day

they all had as they played

and sang to Mr and Mrs Bun,

flying high in the breeze

over tall swaying trees

where the light of their love had begun.

 

They can often be seen

hand in hand on the green

as their children play on the swings,

Angel Cake, having fun

with her brother, Rock Bun,

their adorable sweet little twins.

 

 

Written by Darren Scanlon, 12th May 2015.

Revised by Darren Scanlon, 28th September 2016.

©2016 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.

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Image courtesy of: MidgetMomma.com

22 Comments Add yours

  1. patrick doran says:

    Fantastic, utterly and completely!!..

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  2. plaguedparents says:

    Simply adorable.

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  3. Brilliant. I love the rhyming scheme and how the words flow. You really have a talent for this type of thing. (Also, made me want lots of buns.)

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    1. Thank you very much.

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  4. A.d.o.r.a.b.l.e. Inventive. Sweet. ❤

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  5. Aww, thanks Cut 😊

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  6. Another great rhyme AND I wanted to lick the picture lol.

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    1. Ha haa, excellent. Glad you enjoyed it, Candice. Keep Smiling 😊

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  7. YaYa Says says:

    What an adventurous bun😀

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    1. He was indeed 😊

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  8. E. Rawls says:

    Beautiful rhyming! And this is a fun and merry story. Well done!

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  9. Too cute for words. A Bun’s story of love and a happily ever after, too! 🙂 I love your poetry, Darren. It’s lyrical and a story always flows in the midst with clarity and spunk! 🙂

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    1. Aww thanks Rachael, I really appreciate that. Keep Smiling 😊

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  10. Unique, funny, creative, humorous, had me laughing at the witty sense of humor of the poet. The poem flowed smoothly and crisply.
    Jennifer Roche

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    1. Thanks Jennifer.

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  11. Gurjyot says:

    very well written, loved it…

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