The Magic Message In A Bottle

The magic message in a bottle was so magic that as soon as it's cork popped - magic lemonade frothed out in bubbles. It was so magic that the lemonade then changed to orange juice, from orange juice to dandelion and burdock and eventually to champagne. It never sank. No matter how much the waves tossed the bottle about - it always floated. Even though it crashed against a rock ... the magic bottle kept on sailing. One time, a shark tried to bite the magic bottle - but it was no use - the bottle just carried on sailing. The magic message in a bottle flipped over the South Pole and headed towards Asia where it climbed the Himalayan mountains then skid down the other side to China where it ate chow mein with chopsticks. In France, the magic message in a bottle flew like a paper aeroplane over the Eifel tower and was painted by Vincent Van Gogh. Splashes of coloured paint splattered all over the continents. The magic message in a bottle turned West and landed on the shores of Africa - where it sunbathed on a tropical beach under palm trees and drank coconut juice. The magic message in a bottle was so magic that no matter how much water seeped through, the ink never ran and the paper never tore. The magic message in a bottle travelled all around the world - it was so magic that nothing stopped it. It bobbed about on the waves of a big, wide ocean until the magic message in a bottle travelled around the whole world - across every sea ... to every country. By the time the magic bottle had circum - navigated the globe, the message was written in two hundred different languages and had been read by all the famous people in every country. On it's journey, it had visited every milk crate on the planet, stopping off on almost every supermarket shelf.

© Jacqueline Richards 2005