A Letter From Charlie Bucket

Charlie: Dear Mr. Wonka,

I know that you're a busy man

You must have lots of mail to read

I'm writing for my family cause

there's nothing special that I need

The time you take to read this letter will be time well spent

Because I've made a list of things

You might want to invent

Mrs Bucket: How's your homework?

Charlie: Almost done.

Mrs Bucket: That's my Charlie, that's my son.

Charlie: For Mom who's always on her feet

You might please grant me this one wish

To keep her shoes attached to her

Some laces made from licorice!

For Josephine

I have drawn a recipe beneath

For molars made of marzipan

When she can't find her teeth!

Mrs Bucket: Have you scrubbed up?

Charlie: Yes, I did.

Mrs Bucket: That's my Charlie, that's my kid.

Charlie: When I was smaller than I am

My daddy took us to the sea

He bought my mum an ice cream

She was happy as a mom can be

For her I would invent an ice cream

That would never melt

So she can feel all day the way

I wish she always felt

For Grandpa George and his Georgina,

Something not in any store.

Some pillows made of marshmallows,

To keep the noise down when they snore!

For Grandpa Joe who soon is turning

Ninety and one half

A joke book made of jelly beans

Cause he just loves to laugh

Grandparents: Off to bed now

Charlie: Counting sheep

Grandparents: Hope we don't die in our sleep!

Charlie: I think I've thought of everything

For you to add you special touch

And when these things are all complete,

If it's not asking far too much,

Please drop them off yourself so we can ask you, "How d'ya do?"

And, well, I'd like one Wonka bar

That I would share with you

Signed, Charlie Bucket

Grandparents: Goodnight, Charlie Bucket

Charlie: Signed, Charlie Bucket, inventor