
The Impossible Escape
I am happy to again have my gun to a man's head! My name is Dick Turpin and I'm a professional highwayman. I'm currently robbing a coach on the Feenan Highway.
"Oi! Gimme all your special items or you'll die!"
The people on the coach are full of trepidation, and with no excuses they pass me the jewellery and glorious things. More, more and more things. Precious green gems and blood red rubies.
Fantabulous!
I shoot my gun in the air for fun!
NEIGH-NAW, NEIGH-NAW, NEIGH-NAW! The policeman's horse approaches.
WHOOSH! I launch out of the coach onto my own steed.
She's called Bess like the Queen, and she's a black shadow with red eyes. I look back at the coach like I'm a king. Go, Bess, go! Off we gallop, fast as lightning.
I'm riding to York, faster than Mother Nature! If I make it by dawn I'll have done the impossible.
The perfect alibi.
Impossible? Watch me as I throw a handful of diamonds in the air and catch them, every single one. I love a good alibi, don't you?
(If anybody asks, I'm not hiding out in the marshes, oh no.)
From writing by students of Gateway Primary Free School
"Oi! Gimme all your special items or you'll die!"
The people on the coach are full of trepidation, and with no excuses they pass me the jewellery and glorious things. More, more and more things. Precious green gems and blood red rubies.
Fantabulous!
I shoot my gun in the air for fun!
NEIGH-NAW, NEIGH-NAW, NEIGH-NAW! The policeman's horse approaches.
WHOOSH! I launch out of the coach onto my own steed.
She's called Bess like the Queen, and she's a black shadow with red eyes. I look back at the coach like I'm a king. Go, Bess, go! Off we gallop, fast as lightning.
I'm riding to York, faster than Mother Nature! If I make it by dawn I'll have done the impossible.
The perfect alibi.
Impossible? Watch me as I throw a handful of diamonds in the air and catch them, every single one. I love a good alibi, don't you?
(If anybody asks, I'm not hiding out in the marshes, oh no.)
From writing by students of Gateway Primary Free School