Mouse Stew and Other Tales

Mole Soup

"I must get a move on, I'm terribly late!"
Says the little black mole as he shuts his front gate.
"I'm off to see Monkey and Bear and Brown Mouse.
Oh yes! There's a quick way to get to Bear's house.

I'll go through the wood, I've done it before,
It'll save me ten minutes or fifteen or more."
Off into the wood runs the little black mole
But round the next corner, Oh no! A big troll!

"Just what I need!" says the Troll with a whoop.
"I'll take you back home and I'll make a mole soup!"
He picks up the mole and he's off at a run,
But poor little mole, he's having no fun.

(Mole) "Oh help! Help me please! Oh, it's all going wrong!"
But troll is so happy he's singing a song.
(to the tune of Row, Row, Row your Boat)
"Tra la la la, I'm a lucky troll,
Soon I will be feasting on a soup that's made of mole."

Suddenly Woodland Sprite pricks up an ear.
"That's somebody calling for help I can hear.
Troll's got poor Mole and he's going to eat him.
He's bigger than me, I don't think I can beat him.
I'd better get help. Yes, I'll go and get Bear."
A flutter of wings, Sprite flies off through the air.
He flies to Bear's garden and lands in the tree.

"Mole's been caught by a troll. Please, come quickly you three!"

"Oh no!" says the Bear, "Oh, we must help him now!
But how can we save him? Please Mouse, tell us how."

Mouse says, "I think I know how we'll do that.
Monkey, we'll need a big coat and a hat."

Back in his kitchen the terrible troll
Is lighting a fire, the mole's in a bowl.
"Tra la la la la, look what luck can bring!
I'm a happy troll because soup's my favourite thing."

Poor little Mole, he's terribly scared,
But his friends are outside now and they've come prepared.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.

(Troll) "Who can that be? Knocking like that at a quarter past three?
Tra la la la la, I'm having soup for tea.
Lucky, lucky, lucky troll, lucky lucky me."

(Outside the door, Monkey is standing on Bear's shoulders wearing a big coat that covers both of them and a hat. Troll opens the door)

(Monkey, shouting) "Your singing's so loud, you're disturbing the peace!
Stop singing right now or I'll call the police!"

(Troll) "My singing's not loud! No, it's not! No, you're wrong!
I'm softly and quietly singing my song!"

(Monkey) "Softly and quietly? Troll, come out here!
What a racket you're making! I want you to hear!
Come out here and listen. Troll, just come outside!"

While Troll's busy listening, the mouse slips inside,
Climbs up on the table and tips up the bowl.
"So happy to see you, dear Mouse!" says the mole,
They climb off the table and hurry back out
Just as the troll is beginning to shout.

(Troll) "I can't hear a racket! I can't hear a thing!
You're making it up! If I want to, I'll sing!"

Troll storms back inside with a slam of the door,
He sees Mole is missing. He lets out a roar.

The friends are all far away now, safe and sound,
In Bear's little garden, all sat on the ground.

(Mole) "My friends, thank you, thank you. You saved me today!"

(Friends) "We're happy you're safe, dear Mole! Hip, hip hooray!"

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Thank you for reading 😊

This story is dedicated to linahanson whose Cursed Times novels are action-packed and hilarious.

Clay model of troll made by Sringkhala - work in progress. See more of her astounding artwork at artlucina.com 🌷

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