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Annabelle always enjoyed writing on her computer.

"Mummy, do you like reading my stories?"

Yes dear, mummy replied, trying to read her mail through a steamy

Kitchen, "Yes I do; I think they are really excellent. Butt"

"And what's the But for?" replied Annabelle.

"Well, some of the words tend to rhyme with each other, wiping the steam

From her glasses; have you tried writing a poem?"

Annabelle pretended not to hear her mummy and she carried on sitting at the

Computer munching her breakfast, the Computer screen covered in yolk And Rhyming frustrating thoughts together in her head, accepting; that the truth can sometimes hurt us.

"Ok! Replied Annabelle, I will try writing some poetry for you and what poem would you like me to write for you, have you any suggestions'?

Thinking out allowed, her mummy replied. "Well! Eh, I know try writing a poem about a postman."

"What did you say?" Smiled; Annabelle.

At this point I knew there was too much steam in the kitchen and it had

Gone too and affected mummy's head.

"Ok, here goes; my postman is late, Is that him coming through the gate, maybe not he probably has forgot or lost the lot.

That's sounds good, butt

Weeks later,

Annabelle's mum shouted, "There's some post for you."

"Post for me?" said Annabelle; "I am honoured" squeezing through the kitchen

Door and returning to the kitchen in amazement; removing the remaing Paint from the door; shouting at mummy at the same time.

Who by now had lost Annabelle's breakfast all over the computer again?

"Annabelle you startled me."

"I have Won, Won!" Dusting the paint flakes from her letter; "I have won First prize in a poetry competition."

"Wow that's so brilliant well done! Mum was feeling good about herself; "do

You mean that poem idea I gave you?"

"No said Annabelle! In the end I wrote a poem about a steamy kitchen with you in it."

"Oh said her mummy" feeling deflated; Perspiring from her forehead, not

Knowing, whether to use the hanky or the dishcloth.

"Mummy; listen to me! This means I can get my poem published and earn

Lots of money"

"Does this mean I can buy a new door, mum replies?

"Only if you give me some more tips on writing poetry; oh, and you have egg on You're Face."

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