[bert]

The cabbage truged up the grden path to the radish row and knocked on the door.

Mrs Radish came to the door and he told her " I have some bad news, your son was run over by the wheel barrow."

"Oh my goodness" she exclaimed "was he hurt badly?"

Cabbage replied, "Thr Dr thinks he'll survive, but he will always be a vegetable."

[.cnI redruM]

But how will he make a living now that he's cripled?

Something'll turnip.