Sunday, March 9, 2014

FOOD FIGHT FINISH 2014!

Congratulations to all the food fighters and food flingers! What a great week!

Thank you to everyone who helped build the story below. Again, this fight was quite enjoyable, though it was messy. :)

Enjoy the completed story and be sure to read all the others here.

Clean Up on Aisle...

The day started out just like any other, 
except on this day, we were without mother.

She raced off like a speedster out in front of the pack,
roaring "pick up some groceries before I come back."

So a trip to the store was all that was planned,
though we never dreamt it'd get so out of hand.

The drive there was peaceful and parking was too.
Inside all seemed normal, not a can was askew.

"See Piper and Eli," dear Dad did declare,
but he turned the cart swiftly sending peas up in the air.

That wasn't a problem, just a spill, nothing more.
Except at that moment a strange noise filled the store.

There was chanting and yelling and hollering out.
"BATTLE STATIONS!" was heard clearly without any doubt.

Before Eli or I could think what we should do,
we were down by the cart. Dad said, "stay close you two!"

"No way!" exclaimed Eli, "not inside the mart!"
It seemed that spilling peas was only the start.

Before we could plan, or make a our escape
Eli came around the corner, dressed in a fancy cape. Jackie Wellington

The salad bar was next up the line
To fling the pudding was on my mind
Squish! Squash! Fling and Splat!
No denying we were up to bat. Sue P.


The grocer screamed, "Now, You! Stop that!"
"NO!" I yelled. "It's was my turn to bat."
WHACK! I sent a dinner roll down the aisle
It flew and it flew until it hit a huge pile. Sue @ Kid Lit Reviews


The grocer ran, but then he slipped, 
into a pile of hash. He quipped.
WHEWIE, that pile sure did smell! 
But chucking some made him feel swell. DonnaLouise


She stood unsuspecting, the checker named June,
As that hash WHIZZed right past she held out a big spoon.
How dare you, you weasel! Don't mess with my hair!
TWHACK! Take that! cried June as she tossed a green pear! julierowanzoch


"I wished you hadn't done that!" the grocer exclaimed.
Walking towards June, embarrassed and ashamed.
He stopped. Stared. Then lunged for her throat.
"ARGH! ARGH!" she gagged, pulling on his coat. Jackie Wellington


The grocer stared at June and said, "You're fired!"
She laughed at him, "HA HA I was never hired."
A watermelon SPLAT! hit the floor
Just as the grocer showed June the door. Sue @ Kid Lit Reviews


This was not what Dad had in mind
A shopping trip of this kind
He turned just as I threw sour cream
I heard him CROAK and scream. Sue P.


He flicked the cream. His chest was heaving.
Then Dad said, "That's it, we're leaving."
He grabbed us both, headed for the door,
KAZOIKS, a splatter brought us to the floor. DonnaLouise


Now June had returned to finish the fight.
She knew leaving that way just wasn't right.


She brought reinforcements from the mart across town.
Screaming she yelled "Turn this place upside-down!"

"Leave no grape unflung, no pudding cup filled, 
every box should be opened and all the food spilled!"

From our spot on the floor we watched with delight,
we didn't chose sides, nor get back in the fight.

"It's getting late," our Dad said with a smile,
"Shopping here today was really worthwhile."

"Now we didn't get anything off of our list,
but flinging with you is something I'd hate to have missed."

Eli and I beamed through the pudding and hash, 
we looked like we'd been swimming in trash.

Dad beckoned for us to come nice and low.
We raced past June's crew. (They had found things to throw.)

We shimmied, grabbed eggs, milk and bread,
Dad left them some cash on the counter as we fled.

I can't wait to tell mother, she'll never believe, 
the adventure we had after she took her leave.

And as far as I know they're fighting still in the store, 
and all because, just because, some peas fell to the floor.

KERPLUNK!




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