Halfway through their beach day,
Shoo-Shoo dips into the cool bag
and lets out a gasp.
'Roland?' he splutters,
'have you eaten six Rocky bars?'
Roland blinks back at him, blankly,
wearing a look of almost convincing innocence.
'What do you mean?' he says.
'There's only two left! I haven't had one yet,
so that must mean you've had six!'
'No!' says Roland, indignant.
A few metres away, a beachball
thumps into the hot sand.
'Oh Roland.' Shoo-Shoo shakes his head,
laughing now. 'How could you?'