Fairy Tale Prompt #70: June 2 2016: Let’s Fiddle!

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Hey diddle diddle,

The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon.
The little dog laughed,
To see such fun,

And the dish ran away with the spoon.

This weeks task: Please use this nursery rhyme and either continue the tale – by either expanding the story or adding the backstory – or consider adding some characters – or switching the existing characters up!

Diddle Diddle the farmer woke in the middle of the night to the raucous sound of fiddle playing out in the barn. He was over the sound of his barnyard cats meowing all the night. As if there weren’t enough rats in the barn to keep them occupied they had of late taken to playing their fiddles at all hours.

He began to suspect it was one way of making life more unpleasant for the rats who obviously hated the cat’s playing to the point that they were willing to sacrifice some of their kind to stop the unholy racket.

Added to that he knew when he went out there in the morning that there would be a cow missing, well not quite missing but to be found with a few serious injuries to its hooves from attempting to jump over the moon.

Something had to be done about the cats who were ruining everything for everyone Diddle Diddle included. As if he didn’t have enough to deal with having been lumbered with ridiculous name like Diddle Diddle. He blamed his father, RanRanRandolph Diddle. The males in the Diddle family line were all born with an unfortunate stutter and RanRanRandoph’s father had fronted the Registry of Births and when asked the name of his new son RanRanRandoph was the result. The same had happened the Diddle Diddle. RanRanRandolph had the same issue only he started with the surname which he repeated and there you had it, Diddle Diddle was his name.

As it was the Diddle Farm was a place of great mirth for everyone except, Diddle Diddle. After all he thought who ever heard of a laughing dog and the clamour in the kitchen at night with the dish trying it on with the spoon was disturbing to say the least and costing him a fortune in new crockery and cutlery. As it was his neighbours were constantly complaining of finding dishes and spoons in their barns with what could only be described as rather smug looks of satisfaction on their faces. And as everyone knows a smugly satisfied spoon is a sight to behold if not definitely worrying when you contemplate what must have happened to bring about its smugness.

Armed with a resolution he had not possessed before, Diddle Diddle went forth to the barn. He snatched the fiddles and snapped them across his knee, the hunted the cats from the barn and set traps for the rats. As for the cows he made sure they were safely locked in their stalls and given a healthy supply of hay.

Back in his kitchen the spoons and dishes were separated and locked into cupboards from which they could not escape. It was the beginning of the new for Diddle Diddle and he was determined if nothing else to get a good nights sleep.

He was awoken at 6am to the sound of the bleating lambs from the neighbouring farm. In his mind he knew it was Mary herding her new little lambs one of which was a rare black one.

In his mind he remembered a rhyme from his childhood:

Mary had a little lamb

Its fleece was black as charcoal

And every time it jumped the fence

You’d see its little………….eyes roll……

 

For Diddle Diddle it was a pleasant way to start his day.


Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/06/02/fairy-tale-prompt-70-june-2-2016-lets-fiddle/

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8 Responses to Fairy Tale Prompt #70: June 2 2016: Let’s Fiddle!

  1. Soul Gifts says:

    Lol !! The story behind the rhyme 🙂

  2. Singledust says:

    enjoyed most the bit about the amorous cutlery, nice continuation of the rhyme.

  3. Lyn says:

    Oh my, what a wonderful story, Michael. Adding extra characters just added to the charm 😀

  4. wildchild47 says:

    As it was the Diddle Farm was a place of great mirth for everyone except, Diddle Diddle. After all he thought who ever heard of a laughing dog and the clamour in the kitchen at night with the dish trying it on with the spoon was disturbing to say the least and costing him a fortune in new crockery and cutlery.

    OMG …. ROFLMAO!

    Oh Michael – I can’t stop laughing! You are so brilliant! I absolutely love how you’ve run around with this! Great backstory – and such clever names – I’m gonna have trouble with the word “Diddle” for some time to come – and the introduction of Mary – LOL …. oh how your mind wanders on such great adventures …. and cross leaps and bounds and boundaries that is all together far too much fun (can there truly be such a thing?!) and is a HUGE inspiration.

    Thank you so much for you response to the FT prompt Michael – you have certainly brought a huge lingering smile to my face, mind, heart and spirit!

    Well done 😀

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