David Brider (davidbrider) wrote,
David Brider
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  • Music:

With thanks to Tim...

...for the first line. The rest is the product of my own warped imagination.

And with huge apologies to anyone whose childhood this may ruin irrevocably.

Bagpuss gave a big yawn, and exploded.

And of course when Bagpuss explodes, all his friends explode too.

The mice were mere splats on the mouse-organ.

Gabriel and Madeleine were just smoking craters on the shelf (although Gabriel's banjo survived more or less unscathed).

And Professor Yaffle was a wooden bookend in the shape of a pile of matchwood.

Even Bagpuss himself, once he had exploded, was a few scraps of stuffing and some yellow and pink fabric strewn across the front of the shop.

Baggy, and extremely loose at the seams.

But Emily loved him.


*grins, ducks, runs*
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