# 7. TOTO AND THE GREAT ESCAPE ~ A FESTIVE FABLE

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WILL TOTO RETURN TO DAVID’S CHOCOLATE GARDEN
IN TIME FOR CHRISTMAS ???

This adventure follows on from my previous blog ~
THE MYSTERIOUS THEFT OF FURRY TOTO
FROM DAVID’S CHOCOLATE GARDEN
The dramatic, alarming tale of the Flower Pot People ~
main rivals to the GoY Wellie Olympics Team.
Please see paparazzi photo below of some Flower Pot Toddlers.

My next photo is another paparazzi exclusive, taken by Mr. Claptrap, immediately after the capture of Toto by the Flower Pot People.

They abducted Toto from David’s chocolate garden, also stealing his chocolate ~ Twirls, Dairy Milk, Chocolate Fingers ~ these all vanished. Then the Flower Pot People disappeared mysteriously, taking furry Toto somewhere up north !

My story is dedicated to all the GoY Wellie Olympians, taking a break from their important training schedules to view this latest report ~

Well done, Gilli, on her sighting of Toto, up in the snowy mountains, and thanks also to David for providing pictorial evidence. :o)

A few photos in this blog have continuity problems, providing the necessary wackiness and confusion required for Toto’s adventures.

TOTO AND THE GREAT ESCAPE
A FESTIVE FABLE ~ PART TWO

Poor Toto was tearful
For Christmas was near.
He felt very fearful
He’d miss the New Year.

The chocolate all eaten,
Escape was his goal,
And not to be beaten,
He’d leave the North Pole.

The bears rubbed their bellies,
But Toto had guile.
He put on his wellies,
Olympian style.

Said : ‘Goodbye cold Potland
No more will I freeze,
I’ll set off for Scotland,
On second-hand skis.’

He sped down the mountain,
Just like a true Scot,
Then stopped by the fountain
To leap on the yacht.

‘With David by Yuletide’
He shouted with zeal,
Then saw from the quayside,
Millennium Wheel.

He rushed off to Gatwick
And jumped on a plane.
His short cut to Prestwick
Was really insane !

His Sat Nav went wonky
Was bought on ebay,
So borrowed a donkey
From children’s school play.

He needed direction.
So went back and forth,
Then Basset Hound mentioned
He ought to go North.

That old railway station,
With roses galore,
Was sure indication
Good news was in store.

The garden of flowers
Appeared down below,
And waiting for hours,
Was James in the snow.

Then Eilidh was beaming,
With Toto, her friend,
The Flower Pot scheming
Had come to an end.

So Christmas was jolly
For children and pup,
With mistletoe, holly,
And stockings hung up.

The story now closes
And chocolate’s the clue.
The thought of those roses
Sure GROWS ON YOU.

17 Dec, 2008
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Arlene

~this rhyme is so clever
I'm sure you'll agree
All thanks go to David ~
~and of course to TT!

17 Dec, 2008

Gee19

Aw, I do like a happy ending. Get the tissues ready!! :)

17 Dec, 2008

Bonkersbon

Aww nice to see those happy smiling chidrens faces reminding us all who Christmas is really for.

Nice heartwarming blog that would even melt Mr Scrooges.

Suppose I should buy at least one present then , having read this .x

17 Dec, 2008

Milky

Ha ha ha ha ha ....he he he he ...TT.....that..my dear was a classic. That was a brilliant Rhyme and the picture planning bang to rights. Brilliant way to end the season, absolutely brilliant HUGE hugs for that, you have brought us all cheer..

17 Dec, 2008

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