Hel --- lo there, little one!
Hello?
What's your name then, handsome boy?
Erm, my name is Max. Why?
That's a pretty name for a pretty boy;
How are you, pretty boy?
I'm, Err, fine, thank you, lady.
How are you?
What lovely manners you have, little one.
Would you like me to buy you an ice cream?
Erm, I don't know.
My mum says I shouldn't.
Does she?
Just for once maybe she won't mind.
Or maybe we just won't tell her.
I don't know, lady, my mum wouldn't like it.
But you would really love an ice cream, wouldn't you?
One of those big ones, with a chocolate flake in it.
Come along, I know a lovely ice cream parlour not far from here;
you'll be back in a minute.
No harm done.
Where is your mum, anyway?
There she is, coming out of that shop.
M U M
I'm over here.
Max, who were you talking to?
There was this lady, Mum,
and she was going to buy me an . . . . . . .
Now, where did she get to?
She was here a minute ago.
Never mind, Max, let's go and have an ice cream, shall we?
Nice sting in the tale. Yes, I had made assumptions. Always a mistake. Thank you for the reminder.
ReplyDeleteFrom snow to ice cream ... brrrr!
ReplyDeleteMax has an awful tall shadow for a little boy whose Mum is looking out for him....
ReplyDeleteEvil thing that I am, this ran through my mind:
Want some candy?
My mommy wouldn't like it.
Your mommy doesn't have to eat it.
I've spent the last three hours watching crime shows. That tale chilled me!
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...haunting...
ReplyDeleteawesome ! please have a kind new week ahead.
she does look sinister- nicely done!
ReplyDeleteExcellent!!!!!
ReplyDeleteit does have the creep factor...the photo...doesn't it
ReplyDeletegood thing mum wasn't far away
Creepy! One of those scenarios that I don't want playing in my head.
ReplyDeletekinda scary...dont trust the strangers offering sweets...
ReplyDeletewhat flavor ice cream?
ReplyDeleteI was hoping he'd keep saying no, but I was so glad the mother showed up. Female criminals can be just as awful as the male kind, we have learned, although when I was small I'm sure my parents said "strange men" rather than "strangers". Times change, or awareness changes.
ReplyDeleteK
and such are life's little ironies.
ReplyDeleteVery disturbing and creepy with an evil twist at the end :-).
ReplyDeleteThis is somehow a disturbing photo, yes? A biting and pointed effort...your photos and musings are spectacular, Friko. xxj
ReplyDeleteThats a really tricky picture. I thought it was something else when I first saw it and went back for another look after the poem. Really enjoyed both. Much better developed than Ms Pea's efforts lol ;p
ReplyDeleteEnough to put any little boy off ice cream for life! LOL ♥
ReplyDeleteone warns one's children about life's dangers every day ...but i dídn't ever think of warning them about Bearded Ladies.
ReplyDeleteThese days I ask strangers if they have any sweets, then insist they give me a ride in their car!
ReplyDeleteThat usually works keeping other strangers at bay.
Creepy and scary!! Yikes! It can happen so quickly!
ReplyDeleteHugs
SueAnn
I bet there would have been a gingerbread house in the woods if the mother hadn't returned in the nick of time.
ReplyDeleteThere's a moral buried there somewhere...
ReplyDeleteLike the style of it.
The prompt lady really worked with your story! Now she looks sinister to me. ;)
ReplyDeleteAn interesting take on the prompt, well written...
ReplyDeleteExcellent tension in this tale of torment. Dianne
ReplyDeleteThat photo--imagine if you saw that when you walked in to your first grade classroom. You'd hate school for the next 12 years.
ReplyDeleteThank heavens Mum came out and scared the naughty fiend away!
I love the illusion of a beard and the creepy door.
ReplyDeleteBeware of sweeties and strangers indeed.
Xo
WWW
Ooh, creepy! Stranger Danger - but sometimes the stranger is nice.
ReplyDeleteI'm still laughing at "The Cranky Old Crone, She Lives Alone's" comment: you both turned the tables admirably!
ReplyDeleteOooh -- made me think of Snow White's wicked step-mother. Disney's version gave me nightmares in my childhood.
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting interpretation for the prompt, Friko. Well done and open to several interpretations, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteNightmares for mums even more than little boys I think - excellent Friko & happy holidays & stay well
ReplyDeleteIsabel x
I couldn't imagine where you were headed with the title of your Magpie ... WOW, you gave all of us a gift this week.
ReplyDeleteCreepy and clever. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteLOL, Good one!
ReplyDeleteChilling. But the ice cream sounds good. :)
ReplyDeleteCreeped out a bit by this one.....!
ReplyDeleteIf anyone offered me a Pralines and Cream Häagen-Dazs these days, I'd be off like a shot with them.....!!
This piece is interesting, and I like it because its a thinker piece. Is he imagining this woman?
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