Stick Man
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
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Hey, Andy in Wells, it's me, Aunt Bee. And I just wanted to read you The book Stick Man by Julia Donaldson. Stick Man lives in the family tree with his stick Lady Love and their stick Children. Three. One day he wakes early and goes for a jog stick Man. Oh, stick man, Beware of the dog. A stick box, the dog and excellent stick. The right kind of stick for my favourite trick. I'll fetch it and drop it and fetch it and then I'll drop it and fetch it. Enter up it again. I'm not a stick. Why can't you see I'm stick, man, I'm stick, man. I'm stick, man, that's me. And I want to go home to my family tree A notice says Dogs must be kept on the lead at Lost the game's over and stick Man is freed. He sets off a home with a hop and a twirl stick. Man. Oh, stick, Hman. Beware of the girl. A stick cries the girl with a smile on her face. I back to this stick will come first in the race. Has everyone got one? Get ready to throw. It's 123 into the river they go, e I'm not a stick. Why can't they see I'm stick man, I'm Skip Neman. I'm stick, man. That's me on! I'm headed away from my family tree stick Man is floating, He floats on and on stick man Oh, stick! Hman Beware of the swan. A twig says the swan. This twig is the best. The right kind of twig to weave in my nest I'm not a twig Why can't they see I'm stick, man? I'm stick, man I'm stick, man, That's me And I long to be back in my family tree The nest is deserted and stick man is free He dressed down the river and sails out to sea He tosses and turns till the frolicking foam washes him up on the beach Far from home Here comes a dad with a spade in his hand Stick man Oh, stick men, Beware of the sand amassed yields the dead a necks a lint mast her ray, There's a flag on our castle at last, huh? I'm not a master. A silly old flag or a sword for a knight or a hook for a bag. I'm not a pen. I'm not a bow. I'm not a bat or a boo, right? No, I'm e stick man. Oh, stick man, Beware of the snow. Here comes a boy with a warm early Scarfe and arm for my snowman, he says with a laugh. I'm not an arm. Can nobody see? I'm stick, man. I'm stick, man. I'm stick, man, that's me. Will I ever get back to the family tree stick Man is lonely Stick Man is lost stick Man is frozen and covered in frost stick Man is weary. His eyes start to close. He stretches and yawns and lies down for Does he can't hear the bells or the sweet singing choir Theo or the voice saying Here's a good stick for the fire stick. Man is lying asleep on the great. Can anyone wake him before it's too late? He dreams of his kids and his stick Lady love and suddenly wakes. What's that noise up above? It starts as a chuckle, then turns to a shout. Oh ho ho, I'm stuck! Get me out! A stuck man, A stuck man. Now who could that be? Don't worry, Christ, Hickman. I'll soon set you free. A scratch and a scrape and a flurry of soot a wiggle, a jiggle and out pokes a foot, a shove and a nudge and a hop and a jump and Santa falls into the room with a thump stick. Man. Oh, stick man! You excellent friend. Thanks. Thanks a 1,000,000. Thanks. Without end, huh? Then stick man helped Santa deliver the toys to fast asleep girls on fast, asleep boys. Faster and faster. They fly through the snow till Santa says only one chimney to go. Huh? Stick Lady's lonely. The Children are sad. It won't feel like Christmas without their stick. Dad, they toss and they turn and the family bed. But what's that clattering sound overhead? Someone is tumbling into the house. Is it a bird or that? Or a mouse? Or could it? Yes. Could it just possibly be? I'm stick, man. I'm stick, man. I'm stick, man. That's me. And I'm sticking right here in the family tree, huh? That's the end. I love you guys.