Ed and Ted and Ted’s Bad Dog Fred

 

There was a man

whose name was Ed.

Ed lived in a shed with his friend Ted.

Ted had a bad dog whose name was Fred.

Ed liked Ted and Ted liked Ed

      and Fred liked Ted

          but he didn’t like Ed.

 

One morning Fred jumped on Ed’s bed.
Ed said: ‘Fred, get off my bed!’
but Fred just growled
and bit Ed’s head.

Ed saw red
    and then he said,
        ‘I’m fed up with Fred
            always biting my head!
                I’m leaving this shed!’

 

And he went to his car (which was red).

He jumped in and away he fled.

Ted said: ‘Ed! Come back to the shed!’
But Ed shook
   his head
   and sped.

So Ted jumped in his car (which was also red).

But it wouldn’t start.

The battery was dead.

 

‘Bother!
          Bother!
                    Bother!’
          said Ted,

‘I’ll have to take the sled instead.’
He hitched up Fred to the sled,
cracked his whip and
away they sped.

    Ted and Fred sped after Ed.

         Ted saw Ed’s red car up ahead.
             ‘Faster, faster, Fred!’ yelled Ted.

                    Ted and Fred
                       were gaining on Ed,
                          but all of a sudden
                            Ed stopped dead.
                              There was
                                 a traffic light.
                                    It was
                                       red!

Ted yelled, ‘Fred! Stop the sled!’

But Fred could not.

           On they sped.

 

Ted and Fred smashed into Ed.

Poor Ted and Fred!
They got dead.

Ed hurt his head.
His head bled.

It bled

     and bled

         and bled

             and bled.

 

Ed ended up dead like Ted and Fred.

 

And that was the end
           of Ed and Ted
and Ted’s bad dog
              Fred.

 

THE END