Shobna Gulati - The Great Nursery Rhyme Disaster CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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This is a book of nursery rhymes and this is How Deep Is The Sea?

Oh, these books are in a right mess!

Oh, hello. I'm Shobna.

I'm trying to put these books in order.

They do seem to be in a bit of a muddle.

And there's a bit of a muddle in tonight's Bedtime Story too.

It's by David Conway and Melanie Williamson

and it's called The Great Nursery Rhyme Disaster.

Little Miss Muffet was bored.

She was bored of being in the same old nursery rhyme

and she'd had quite enough of that scary little spider.

"What I need," she told herself, "is a change."

So off she went into the pages of a book

to find another nursery rhyme to be in.

Along the way, she met the Grand Old Duke of York.

"May I be in your rhyme?" asked Little Miss Muffet politely.

"Of course," said the Duke. "Get in line!"

# Ooh, the Grand Old Duke of York, he had ten thousand men,

# He marched them up to the...

# And Miss Muffet to the top of the hill and he marched them down again #

"Oh no," complained Miss Muffet.

"There's far too much marching for my liking."

She toddled off into the pages of the book

to find a better rhyme to be in.

Soon after, she saw Jack and Jill going up a hill.

They were happy to let Miss Muffet try out their rhyme.

# Jack and Jill and Miss Muffet went up the hill

# To fetch a pail of water

# Miss Muffet fell down and broke her crown

# Jack and Jill came tumbling after. #

"This nursery rhyme is much too painful," cried Miss Muffet,

hobbling off to find a rhyme that didn't hurt so much.

On the next page, Miss Muffet spotted a mouse by a grandfather clock.

"May I be in your rhyme?" she asked.

"Marvellous," said the mouse. "I'm tired of scurrying up that clock."

# Hickory dickory dock, Miss Muffet climbed up the clock.

# The clock struck one, Miss Muffet slid down, hickory dickory dock. #

"I look ridiculous," said Little Miss Muffet,

as her cheeks turned almost purple with embarrassment.

And she sneaked off to find a rhyme that didn't make her look so silly.

Further on, Little Miss Muffet met Johnny Flynn and Little Tommy Stout.

The two boys giggled to each other as they let her try their rhyme.

# Ding dong bell, Miss Muffet's in the well

# Who put her in? Little Johnny Flynn

# Who pulled her out? Little Tommy Stout. #

A very wet Miss screamed

and ran to the next page of the book as fast as she could

to find a rhyme that had no naughty boys in it.

It wasn't long before Little Miss Muffet ran into a dish and a spoon.

"May I be in your rhyme?" she asked.

"Yes, you can play the part of the dish," said the cow.

# Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle

# The cow jumped over the moon

# The little dog laughed to see such fun

# And Miss Muffet ran away with the spoon. #

"Splendid," said the cow. But the dish wasn't happy

and a terrible rumpus broke out all over the page.

"I'll have you know that I've been running away with that spoon

"ever since this rhyme was written!" screamed the dish.

The rumpus spilled over into the next page.

# Sing a-song a-sixpence, a pocket full of rye

# Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie

# When the pie was open, the birds began to sing

# Oh, wasn't that a dainty dish to set before the king. #

And then the next!

# The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, all on a summer's day

# The Knave of Hearts, he stole the tarts and took them clean away. #

Before you could say Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,

the whole book of rhymes was thrown into chaos.

The Queen of Hearts wasn't making tarts any more

but Incy Wincy Spider was.

Mary didn't have a little lamb. She was followed by three blind mice.

It wasn't Humpty Dumpty falling off the wall, but Old Mother Hubbard.

While all of this was going on, Little Miss Muffet, who by now

had decided she no longer needed a change, tip-toed quietly back

through the pages of the book and returned to her very own rhyme.

But she soon remembered why she wanted to change in the first place.

# Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet

# Eating her curds and whey

# Along came a spider who sat down beside her

# And frightened Miss Muffet away. # "Ah!"

Now, that story was called The Great Nursery Rhyme Disaster.

What a muddle Miss Muffet made!

Well, while I finish sorting out this muddle out on the bookshelves,

it's time for you to go to sleep

and I'll see you soon for another story. Night-night.

Now...

let's get these stories back in order.

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