Princess Snotty Nose

nose3.jpgOnce the princess was taking a walk in the garden. After a while she met the prince. And the prince said to her: “Pardon me, princess, but you have – ahem – a little bogey sticking to your nose!”

But the princess said: “So what? Let it stick there!” and walked away.

“Oh dear!” said the prince. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will not comb my hair anymore!”

After a while the prince met the king. “But my dear prince”, said the king, “why is your hair not combed?”

“Oh Mr. King sir”, said the prince, “I do not comb my hair, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

“Oh dear!” said the king. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will not wash anymore!”

After a while the king met the court magician. “But Mr. King sir”, said the court magician, “why are so so dirty?”

“My dear court magician”, said the king. “I will not wash anymore, because the prince will not comb his hair anymore, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

“Oh dear!” said the court magician. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will tear my magician’s robe to pieces!”

After a while, the court magician met the witch. “Oh but Mr. Court Magician”, said the witch, “why is your magician’s robe torn to pieces?”

“My dear Mrs. Witch”, said the court magician, “I have torn my magician’s robe to pieces, because the king will not wash anymore, because the prince will not comb his hair anymore, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

“Oh dear!” said the witch. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will cut up my pretty shoes!”

After a while, the witch met the robber. “But Mrs. Witch”, said the robber, “why are your pretty shoes all cut up?”
“My dear Mr. Robber”, said the witch, “I cut up my pretty shoes, because the court magician has torn his magician’s robe to pieces, because the king will not wash anymore, because the prince will not comb his hair anymore, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

“Oh dear!” said the robber. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will pull out my beard!”

After a while, the robber met the policeman. “But Mr. Robber”, said the policeman, “why is your beard so scrubby?”

“My dear Mr. Policeman”, said the robber, “I have pulled out my beard, because the court magician has torn his magician’s robe to pieces, because the king will not wash anymore, because the prince will not comb his hair anymore, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

policeman. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will beat myself on the head with my club!”

After a while, the policeman met the grandmother. “But Mr. Policeman”, said the grandmother, “why do you hit yourself on the head with your club?”

“Oh dear Mrs. Grandmother”, said the policeman, “I hit myself on my head with my club, because the robber has pulled out his beard, because the court magician has torn his magician’s robe to pieces, because the king will not wash anymore, because the prince will not comb his hair anymore, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

“Oh dear!” said the grandmother. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will burn my dinner!”

After a while, Judy came to see grandmother. “But grandmother” , said Judy, “why have you burnt your dinner?”

“My dear Judy”, said the grandmother, “I am burning my dinner, because the policeman hits himself on the head with his club, because the robber has pulled out his beard, because the court magician has torn his magician’s robe to pieces, because the king will not wash anymore, because the prince will not comb his hair anymore, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

nose2.jpg“Oh dear!” said Judy. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will cry to the heavens!”

After a while, Mr. Punch came to see Judy. “But Judy”, he said, “why are you crying so terribly loud?”

“Oh Punch”, cried Judy, “I am crying so terribly loud because grandmother has burned her dinner, because the policeman hits himself on the head with his club, because the robber has pulled out his beard, because the court magician has torn his magician’s robe to pieces, because the king will not wash anymore, because the prince will not comb his hair anymore, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

“Oh dear!” said Mr. Punch. “If the princess has a bogey sticking to her nose, I will go and let the crocodile eat me!”

And Mr. Punch ran to the river, where the crododile lived.

“But Mr. Punch”, said the crocodile, “what are you doing here at my river?”

“Oh Mr. Crocodile”, said Mr. Punch, “I have come to let you eat me!”

“But why do you want to let me eat you?” said the crododile.

“Oh Mr. Crododile”, said Mr. Punch, “I have come to let you eat me because Judy is crying so terribly loud, because grandmother has burned her dinner, because the policeman hits himself on the head with his club, because the robber has pulled out his beard, because the court magician has torn his magician’s robe to pieces, because the king will not wash anymore, because the prince will not comb his hair anymore, because the princess has a little bogey sticking to her nose!”

“And because of all this nonsense you want to let me eat you and end your life in my stomach?”

“We-ell”, said Mr. Punch, “come to think of it, actually not!”

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