Analysis of Mr cook

Im little tommy
Im 6 years old today
My sister is bonita she's 7, mum would say.

But I'll tell you about our neighbour
it's all so very true
He's loved by every one of us
Mr Cook from 42.

Old Mr Cook from no 42
Would tell us of his tales,
How He braved the angry dragon
From deepest seas he sailed.

Mr Cook would tell us stories
how he fought a man that sobbed
How He snuck up behind him
and recovered the gold  he robbed.

Mr Cook drunk from a hip flask
He had a beard as white as snow
A sailors cap he always wore,
and an overcoat hung low.

His wife Maggie is so lovely
She laughs when he tells us All
How He rescued her from a tower
He climbed up the stony wall.

How He took her in his arms
He declared his love with a kiss
They ran off through the forest
And now Mrs Cook is his.

Mr Cook is like the grandad everyone should know
He's known me since I was little
He's watched me as i grow.

Every day is an adventure
He's been all around the world
On japanese  war ship
And trophies that he held.

He once fought with a lion
he bopped him on the nose
The lion got so hungry
he tore Mr cooks own clothes.

Mr Cook took a ride on a horse
chasing cowboys in the west
They burst into the saloon bar
they made theirselves a pest.

Mr Cook also climbed the mountains
Where an Eagle flew across
Mr Cook clung to his claws for a ride
But the Eagle got them lost.

They ended up in alaska
Where Mr Cook slept in ice igloos
He was pulled along by huskies dogs
Who wore Santa paw soft shoes.

Mr Cook returned to England
and settled in our street
After years of being a Bobby
He retired to his retreat.

I love to hear his stories
All that he had done
Brave old Mr Cook
He is so much fun.

I'd like to grow up like him
Travelling the world
Strong and loving
With a beautiful girl.
I will tell them my tales
of what I'd done back then
Hopefully they'd be proud of me
As I am Mr Cook my friend.