Grubbits

"What is a Grubbit?" I hear what you say,

so come with me now and walk down this way.

At the end of the garden, where the old shed once stood

we'll find Grubbit Grange, built with shavings of wood.

It's here that they play and work, sleep and eat:

little green creatures, from their heads to their feet.

They've long snouts which twitch when a cat is around

and square eyes from watching TV underground.

Each Grubbit is different and loves to have fun

but their mischievous pranks don't amuse everyone!

Now, the Grubbits were put on this Earth for a reason -

their job is to monitor changes in season

and decide next day's weather, be it foggy or fine:

they launch Weather Rocket at a quarter past nine.

Then out of the rocket shoots green Climate Grit

which floats back to Earth with our weather in it.

Forget all that meteorological guff!

It's the Grubbits who are in control of that stuff.

But, they often forget, when they're goofing around -

that's when strange weather conditions abound,

like snowstorms in June, or hot sun in December

and sometimes, it takes them a while to remember!

Today, it is sunny, just as it should be -

I'm glad you decided to visit with me.

Quietly now, let us watch what they do,

but take care to make sure they do not see you!

There! Gastronome Grubbit is cooking the lunch -

it's woodlice on toast for all Grubbits to munch.

Side orders of bark chips will fill up their tums

(they often have parties and invite all their chums!)

Today, Gaffer Grubbit oversees the work while

Gracious Grubbit lays places at table, with style.

It's somebody's birthday! Look! Sawdust-iced cake!

So many layers must take ages to bake!

They've got the best silver and candlesticks out&;#8230;..

Gardener Grubbit's picked weeds to ferment into stout.

Now, Granny Grubbit has appeared at the door -

it's HER birthday lunch - she's reached ninety-four!

She sits at the head of the table today -

it all looks so lovely, I think we should stay&;#8230;..

Now, all of the Grubbits have taken their place:

they lower their heads and recite Grubbit Grace.

Then all hell breaks loose, as they grub for the food -

they've forgotten their manners and are being quite rude!

But hear Grappler Grubbit declare in loud voice,

"You behave, or you leave - I give you that choice!"

A hush falls upon the assembled throng.

They say 'please' and 'thank you' and do nothing wrong!

The lunch is enjoyed by old Granny and all -

you can tell by her face, she is having a ball!

now the food is all gone and the plates are all clean,

it's time for the cake, with candles (all green!)

The heat from those candles could warm a cold day

but a sudden EXPLOSION blows Granny away -

right through the wall, to a big pile of sticks:

I think Ghastly Grubbit's been up to his tricks!

Granny sits in a daze and her nose starts to itch -

we all know why Grubbits have long snouts that twitch!

"Oops! Sorry, dear Granny - I didn't mean that!"

Ghastly looks rather worried, but just then, a CAT

peers through the window, in search of a snack

and the Grubbits all flee to the storeroom, out back.

They cower together, their faces glow green -

it's always like that, when a moggy's been seen!

Then Genius Grubbit has a brilliant idea:

"I think I've a way we can get out of here!"

All eyes are on Genius, as he tells of his plan -

"A diversion's what's needed, so if some Grubbit can

get that clockwork mouse we've just thrown away&;#8230;"

"Me!" Gallant Grubbit yells, "I'll save the day!"

He climbs through the window and past the cat's paw -

poor Gallant isn't feeling so brave anymore!

But he reaches the dustbin and puts his snout in -

he finds clockwork mouse, at the base of the bin.

He has it! It's there, firmly clutched in his snout,

now back to the others, to sort everything out.

Genius takes charge and winds up the mouse,

then sends it away, to the human's big house.

Off scampers the cat, with ideas of a meal,

whilst the Grubbits emerge from their dreadful ordeal.

Poor Granny sits still on the pile of firewood:

"That time, I felt sure we had had it - for good!

Thank you, dear Gallant. Now, festivities!

But I think Ghastly Grubbit must get on his knees

to clear up the mess that he made with his prank

then think himself lucky he's not being spanked!

Cakes that explode are so hard to digest,

but today, things worked out fine, for the best."

"Here, here!" bellowed Genial, "but look at the time!

We should launch the rocket - it's quarter past nine!

We've had a good day, so let's give them more sun -

it's the holiday season, when humans have fun."

See the rocket whiz high, to spread hot climate grit

and the Grubbits all enter the party spirit!

They put on some music and all dance around

(the Grubbit Top Ten is an ear-splitting sound!)

Let's leave Grubbits here, while they're having such fun,

But remember, it's secret - don't tell anyone!!

THE END