Auto-Completed Children’s Books (#7) Madeline
Okay, Google – you think you’re pretty smart? How about you try completing the text from famous children’s books. I’ll type the beginning of each line into a Google search (plain text below), and you try to finish the line (bold text below).
Previously . . .
Madeline by Ludwig Bemelmans
(and Google autocomplete)
In an old mustang where we sang
lived twelve little girls in two straight lines.
In two straight lines
they see me rollin
and brushed their teeth
and went to Miami.
They smiled at each other
and frowned at the bad
and sometimes they win.
The left the house in a fright mess
in real life
the smallest one was Madeline.
She was not having it–
she loved with a love that was more than love.
To the tired mom
just said something I didn’t hear what it was,
and nobody knew so well
how to make slime.
In the middle of one night
Miss Clavel turned on her light
and said, “Hey what going on?”
Little Madeline sat in bed, cried and cried; her eyes were red.
And soon after Dr. Cohn came, he rushed out to the phone
and he dialed: DANton-ten-six–
“Nurse,” he said, “It’s an avocado, thanks.”
Everybody had to cry–
not a single engineer made it off the titanic.
Madeline was in his arm
in a blanket safe and warm.
In a car underwater with time to kill
they drove out into the night.
Madeline woke up in two hours later,
in a room with a moose.
Madeline soon ate and drank.
On her bed there was an ant,
and a crack on the ceiling had the habit of sometimes
looking like a right swipe on tinder.
Outside were birds, trees, and sky–
and so the adventure begins.
One nice morning Miss Clavel said–
“Isn’t this a fine–
day to visit
VISITORS FROM OUTER SPACE
read a sign outside her door.
Tiptoeing with solemn face,
with some fava beans and a nice chianti,
in they walked and then said, “Ahhh,”
when they saw the toys and candy
and the dollhouse from Papa.
But the biggest surprise by far–
on her stomach
was a skyscraper created in the midwest!
“Good-by,” they said, “we’ll come again,”
and the little girls left in the rain.
They went home and broke their bread
brushed their teeth
and went to Miami.
In the middle of the night
Miss Clavel turned on the light
and said, “What about breakfast at Tiffany’s!”
afraid of monsters
Miss Clavel ran fast
and she said, “Please children do–
tell me what is the secret to love I don’t get it.”
and all the little girls cried, “Boohoo,
we want to hear your feedback!”
“Good night, little girls!
Thank the lord you are well!
And now go to sleep!”
said Miss Clavel.
and so she turned up the music to drown out her life lyrics–
and closed the door–
and that’s all there is–
there isn’t anyone to help you.
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Travis Jonker is an elementary school librarian in Michigan. He writes reviews (and the occasional article or two) for School Library Journal and is a member of the 2014 Caldecott committee. You can email Travis at firstname.lastname@example.org, or follow him on Twitter: @100scopenotes.
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