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Geronimo Makes A Christmas Pudding. It was almost Christmas Morning, So feeling jolly good, Geronimo went round to Nan’s, To make a Christmas pud. The wonderful old lady, Was waiting at the door, “Come in my dear,” she smiled at him, “What are you waiting for?” She led him to the kitchen, Where everything was ready, “Oh Nan, you think of everything!” Exclaimed the happy Teddy. “I know I do,” came the reply, “To start this I am keen, But first lets get an apron, To keep you nice and clean!”
Our Chum put on the apron, And gave a cheeky grin, “I’m ready now,” he chuckled, “So let the fun begin.” Nan handed him a massive bowl, Filled up with fruit and spice, “good heavens!” he cried happily, “I bet that lot tastes nice!” The cuddly lady looked at him, And beamed ”You’ll find out soon, First I’m hoping that you’ll stir it, With this giant wooden spoon!” Bear grabbed the spoon with relish, And squealed “Of course I will, I’m very good at stirring, It’s a most important skill!”
He began to stir the mixture, As quickly as he could, Then Nan added eggs and flour, Just like you always should. When everything had blended in, The mixture looked delicious, But still the wise old woman, Did something quite suspicious.
She took a small coin from her purse, And then what do you think? She put it in the pudding, And didn’t even blink. “Oh Nan,” smiled our Geronimo, I think the world of you, But surely you must realise, That’s a funny thing to do!” “It isn’t,” the old woman laughed, “That coin will bring us luck, If I forgot to put it in, We’d quickly come unstuck!” Little Bear just raised his eyebrows, And gave the biggest smile, Thinking “Golly that’s the strangest thing, I’ve heard in quite a while!” When the pudding was quite ready, Nan put it on to boil, Smiling “We must watch this carefully, I’d hate for it to spoil! So Teddy kept a watchful eye, Upon the Christmas Pud, He stirred it very gently, Until it looked so good! When it had finished boiling, And had cooled down quite a lot, Nan wrapped it very quickly, In some muslin cloth she’d got. Then she put it in the larder, Until it was Christmas Day, Where both of them enjoyed it, In the very nicest way! |
