Matilda poem

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Poetry

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)

Transcript

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Mathilde told such dreadful lies, it made one gasp and stretch one's eyes. Her aunt, who from her earliest youth had kept a strict regard for truth, attempted to believe Matilda. The effort very nearly killed her and would have done so. Had not she discovered this infirmity for once towards the close of day, Matilde, growing tired of play and finding she was left alone when tiptoe to the telephone and summoned the immediate aid off London's Noble Fire Brigade. Within an hour, the gallant band were pouring in on every hand from Putney Hackney Downs. In bow with courage, high and hearts of glow, they galloped. Roaring through the town. Matilda's house is burning down. Inspired by British cheers and loud proceedings from the frenzied crowd, they ran the ladders through a score of windows on the ballroom floor and took peculiar pains to south the pictures up and down the house until Matilda's out succeeded in showing them they were not needed, and even then she had to pay to get the men to go away