The Cat on the Mat is Flat (7 page)

HARRY BLACK,
THE SACK,
THE SNACK
AND A SNEAKY
SNACK-STEALING
YAK CALLED JACK

There was a man

                      called Harry Black.

Harry Black had a sack.

In his sack he had a snack.

He carried the sack

with the snack on his back.

One day while walking

down a track,

Harry Black met Jack the Yak.

‘Hello, Jack,' said Harry Black.

‘Hello, Harry Black,' said Jack.

‘Is that a snack I can

smell in your sack?'

‘Why, yes, it is,'

           said Harry Black.

‘I carry a snack

in the sack on my back.'

‘Can I have some, Harry Black?'

said Jack the Yak, who had no snack.

‘No way, Jack,' said Harry Black.

‘Get your own snack, Jack the Yak!'

‘You'll be sorry,'

said Jack the Yak.

‘You'll be sorry, Harry Black!'

But Harry Black

just turned his back

and kept on walking

down the track

until he saw

a big haystack.

‘I think I'll have a little nap

and rest my sore and aching back,'

said the very tired Harry Black,

as he climbed the haystack

         with his sack.

But while Harry Black

enjoyed his nap,

Jack the Yak

snuck into the sack

and ate up all of Harry's snack.

Then Jack the sleepy,

snack-filled Yak

fell fast asleep

in Harry's sack.