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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=475854" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ethelred</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ethelred had toasted bread<br>Each night before he went to bed.<br>And every day when he got up<br>Hot Chocolate filled his morning cup.<br>Then before he went to School<br>A Bacon Sandwich was the rule.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His Mother made his lunch each day<br>Which took about an hour I'd say.<br>Two Sausage Rolls and three Pork Pies<br>Four bags of Crisps as a surprise.<br>Some Sandwiches of Roasted Lamb<br>A fresh baked Quiche of Cheese and Ham.<br>Then for Dessert a Chocolate Cake<br>With Clotted Cream she'd always make.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His School was forty yards away<br>A healthy walk you just might say.<br>But Ethelred would always stop<br>At McIntyre's his favorite shop.<br>Some Sherbet Lemons or a Dip<br>Into his School Bag he would slip.<br>Then he would saunter on his way<br>Prepared to face another day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At School he'd join his Classroom line<br>In readiness to start at nine.<br>His Mum had written him a note<br>And placed it in his Overcoat.<br>It asked his Teacher to refrain<br>From making him do 'Games' again.<br>'Ethelred's not well' it said<br>'Could he do Cookery instead? '.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His Teacher thought that it was wise<br>In view of his enormous size.<br>That Ethelred should still take part<br>In exercise to help his heart.<br>They set off for the Football Field<br>Where very soon it was revealed<br>That Ethelred would still not play<br>He'd left his kit at home today.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His Teacher would not be gainsaid<br>Nor change the plans that he had made.<br>Ethelred was much too fat<br>And needed help to alter that.<br>So, off he hauled him to the Gym<br>With clear intent, to make him slim.<br>He'd start him on the Vaulting Horse<br>Which he would reinforce, of course.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young Ethelred looked on, bemused<br>His Mother wouldn't be amused<br>At Teacher's plans to make him fit<br>In fact, she wouldn't hear of it.<br>He needed building up, she thought<br>Not turn into the skinny sort<br>Who suffered from perrenial ills<br>And spent their lives digesting pills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Ethelred felt that he should<br>Obey the Teacher if he could.<br>So even though he had no kit<br>Prepared himself to go for it.<br>He removed his shoes and socks<br>And headed for the vaulting box.<br>Determinedly he built up speed<br>Forgetting all about the need<br>To leave the ground and make a vault<br>A pretty catastrophic fault! <br>He hit the box with dreadful force<br>Destroying it, at once, of course.<br>But even then he did not stop<br>He hit the wall...And then went POP! ! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And so, a word now, to the wise; <br>DO NOT MIX FOOD AND EXERCISE! ! ! ! ! ! ! <br>  _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Owain+Glyn">Owain Glyn</a><div class=q>
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Each night before he went to bed.
And every day when he got up
Hot Chocolate filled his morning cup.
Then before he went to School
A Bacon Sandwich was the rule.

His Mother made his lunch each day
Which took about an ho..."></div>
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