Lucky dip writing

At school a few weeks ago, we had to complete a writing activity

in which we had four slits of paper.

On one of them, we had to write

a place, for example, 'shack.'

On another, we were to write a

time/day, for example, 'Saturday.'

On the last two, we had to write

two characters, for example, 'Tweety' and 'Black Ninja.'

And then we had to put them in one of the correct three boxes,

labeled: Names, places and Time/day.

We had to wait untill everyone had finished doing this, before we all got four slits out of the boxes, one place, one time/day, and two people.

I picked Black Ninja, Tweety, Saturday and shack.

I decided I wanted to turn it into a slightly tweaked version of 'T'was the night before christmas.'

Ok, a hugeley twisted version...

We had about 3/4 hour to do it in.

But anyway, enjoy my latest piece of writing!

It was the day before Saturday and all through Lakeety,

Not a black Ninja was stirring, not even Sir Tweety.

Their suitcases were packed, all set by the door,

in hopes they would awake at quarter to four.

Black Ninja, you see, was packed for the shack,

all he needed to do was pack a quick snack.

Sir Tweety, it seemed was still snooring away,

silenty listening to all the sounds in the bay.

They were finally ready by half past six

When clumsy Sir Tweety tripped over some sticks.

Then he jumped back up and said with a grin

"lucky I didn't knock over the bin"!

They jumped in the car, prepared for a drive

The shack would not be in sight 'til q quarter past five.

Sir Tweety just groaned as they drove down the road,

and poor black Ninja was in silent mode.

Trouble occurred at South-East Milldank,

when black Ninja drove them off the side of a bank!

Rumbling and tumbling down through the trees,

when they fell out and landed hard on their knees.

"How are we going to get back up there"?

If we stay here, oh,how I fear of a bear"!

But as Tweety kept rampling like an old man,

Black Ninja was simply forming a plan.

His hands spoke to Tweety with the least of a fear,

Hold it, they said, I have just the idea.

Our holidays can still be saved if we try,

there's no need to yell, there's no need to cry!

Just unload the car and do as I say,

we can have fun the old fashioned way.

So they camped out that night, slept under the stars,

As it turns out they had ventured afar,

Their shack, it seems, was just 'round the corner,

But that's how it goes in West California!