Parents in the Hulme Area of Manchester used to tell their children this story to keep them away from the Canal, used to scare the bejus out of me. Oh, she was old was Ginny Greenteeth as old as time people said and she lived beneath the waters of the Manchester Ship Canal. Oh, she was vile and ugly was Ginny Greenteeth her green seaweed hair hung down below her knees seaslugs and bits of bone from the children she had taken ornaments in her seaweed hair her teeth were fangs and as green as her hair her breath like that of rotting corpses. she would wait and wait would Ginny Greenteeth hidden beneath the cold lifeless waters wait and wait until Aaah, the little one's come the disobediant little one's come a feast for Ginny Greenteeth she would cackle. wait and wait then talon claws would drag the little one's down below the cold waters and to be sure they were, never, ever seen again. and if on some quiet summers day you should pass this way you may if you listen very, very quietly hear Ginny as she sings and cackle's " a feast for Ginny Greenteetn, a feast for Ginny Greenteeth" and to be sure a shiver you will feel. |
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Written by Josie (2632 comments posted) 17th June 2007 | | This is a story that children would love - but why write it as a peom? Why not make it into an interesting story? I think this would be much better. I thought, as a poem, the lines were much too irregular: from just one word to "a feast for Ginny Greenteeth etc etc". Please try it as a story for the children's section. |
Written by maipenrai (783 comments posted) 18th June 2007 | Thanks Josie, I may welldo that but never tried my hand at storys before.
Bernie |
Written by stevetroster (1486 comments posted) 18th June 2007 | Hello Bernie, Daddy Bignose here with a very quick edit.
Take your poem and change the poetic line breaks back into prose format.
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Oh she was old was Ginny Greenteeth, as old as time people said, and she lived beneath the waters of the Manchester Ship Canal.
She was vile and ugly was Ginny Greenteeth, her green seaweed hair hung down below her knees, sea slugs and bits of bone from the children she had taken, ornaments in her seaweed hair. Her teeth were fangs and as green as her hair, her breath like that of rotting corpses.
She would wait and wait would Ginny Greenteeth, hidden beneath the cold lifeless waters, wait and wait until - ‘Aaah, the little one's come, the disobedient little one's come
a feast for Ginny Greenteeth’ she would cackle.
Wait and wait, then talon claws would drag the little one's down below the cold waters and to be sure they were, never, ever seen again.
And if on some quiet summers day you should pass this way, you may, if you listen
very, very quietly, hear Ginny as she sings and cackle's "a feast for Ginny Greenteetn, a feast for Ginny Greenteeth" and to be sure a shiver you will feel.
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Then take the passages and shuffle them around a bit to help it flow better, add a few extra words for embellishment and you have a fairly quick fairy tale to scare the pants off naughty children. I might try it tonight on my daughter, to see if it works!!
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Some people said she was as old as time itself, and that she lived beneath the cold, dark, lifeless waters of the Manchester Ship Canal.
Ginny Greenteeth they called her, a vile and ugly creature with hair like tangled seaweed that hung down below her knees, adorned with sea slugs, crabs, and bits of jagged bone from the children she had taken. Her teeth were like fangs and as green as her hair, and her breath was a fetid stench as foul as that of rotting flesh.
She would wait and wait would Ginny Greenteeth, wait until the little one's came, the disobedient little one's on whom she would feast. And then, with a cackle and a song she would drag them screaming below the cold lifeless waters with her filthy razor claws, never to be seen again.
And still to this day, if you should be walking by the old canal, you may, if you listen very, very carefully, hear her as she cackles and sings, "A little one, a little one, a feast for Ginny Greenteeth", and to be sure, if you yourself are a disobedient child then a shiver you will feel.
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Written by maipenrai (783 comments posted) 18th June 2007 | Excellent mate, this is a big help.
a big thank you.
Bernie |
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