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Dinner in Bedrock
 
Last week Wilma cooked up a treat
so Fred had all his favourites to eat.

Bronto burgers and pterodactyl stew
then Fred spent all night on the loo.

Wilma decided he needed to diet
but, typically, Fred did not take it quiet.

Pebbles wondered why her dad was grumpy,
even complaining his diet cola was lumpy.

Barney scoffed at poor Fred's trouble,
'That's mean,' grouched Fred, 'I'll get you, Rubble.'

In the quarry next day at work,
Fred tricked Barney but felt a jerk.

'I'm sorry little buddy, let's call a truce'.
When they went home, Betty had cooked a goose.

She invited the Flintstones around to share,
not one nasty word...they wouldn't dare!

Bam-Bam and Pebbles played on the rug
and the evening ended with a big group hug.






By cherryk

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