There was a crooked man. He walked a crooked mile and he found a crooked sixpence on a crooked stile. He bought a crooked cat which caught a crooked mouse. They all lived together in a little crooked house. The crooked man was hungry. So he cooked a crooked fish. His crooked cat could smell it and she snatched it off the dish. The crooked man was angry. He chased his cat outside. He couldn’t see her anymore. She had found a place to hide. The man smelled something fishy. So he followed where it led across his crooked garden into his crooked shed. There upon a sack snuggled up against each other were thirteen hungry kittens. And there was crooked mother.
I thought crooked cat was kind for her children from “There upon a sack snuggled up against each other were thirteen hungry kittens and their kind but crooked mother.” (Russell, 2010, p.25) She is good mother, but it is bad to steal fish.
Reference
Punter, R. (2010). There Was A Crooked Man. America: Ltd.
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