Lily Mason

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MEOW MEOWMEOWIllustrated by Lily Mason

Lily Mason

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M argaret O’Meow was a filthy, hording, crazy cat lady,

or that is what her neighbours thought of her.

She had gloomy little glasses sitting right on the end of

her nose, which was so perfectly pointy, children for miles

around were scared she would pop their balloons just by

looking at them.

She has sticky up hair, that so sticky that every piece of

*dandruff she had ever had was still stuck in her hair. Large,

sticky lumps of it hung onto each wisp of her greasy hair

ewwwwwwwww!

When she shook her hair the sky would fill, like a

Christmas story, but you definitely would not want to make

a dandruff snowman.

ewwwwwww

*dandruff is dead skin cells clumped together in white pieces!

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Chapter 1

Margaret O’Meows always had a grimaced look on her face.

Not just a frown, more than a scowl, and more than just a

little bit sneery.

She was the grimiest, grumpiest, growliest, gaseous and

greediest woman you will ever meet!

Greedy! Oh Yes She IS! She doesn’t have one, like Tim

picky nose from no. 26. She doesn’t just have two like the

topsy twins on number 18. She doesn’t just have 3 like the

perfect Peter family. How many cats did Margaret O’Meow

really have?

Before I tell you this, please sit down, get your parents, a

cold glass of milk and a biscuit just in case*

Margaret O’Meow had so many cats that her hoover filled

up with cat furr fluff one HUNDRED times a day, her cat

litter pile outside her house was so high it could probaby

reach the height of mountain Everest! The postman had

to shovel his way through sticky cat poo and little balls of

paper soaked in stinky cat wee, just to get to her door.

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*Did you know that sugar can help when you are in shock!

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Each week on a Wednesday morning at 3.03am (or that is

what had spread around school) Isobel Insomnia had seen

65 and half lorries arriving with food for her cats!

Margaret O’Meow loved the sound of her cats, she had so

many, that you could hear them from the top of the iffel

tower and even from the Sydney Opera House. Where once

a concert for the Australian Royal Family had to be stopped

because of all the racket of Margaret O’Meows stinky cats!

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Nobody really knew exactly how many cats Margaret

O’Meow had but the cat delivery man had once told

Charles, Mum’s, sister’s, autnties, nephews, child’s counsins,

Mums, friend that he had seen at least

One Hundred or more

Cats!

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milk, milk & more milk

One morning Margaret O’Meow was strolling purposely on

her way down to Tescos. She was wearing a massive purple

dress, with claws poking out from under the stratchy fabric.

Not a single human being would get anywhere near her. She

had her big fluffy rimmed coat wrapped around her that

went all the way down the floor and down the pavement

like a giant scruffy bride. Except Margaret O’Meow looked

like no other bride the children ever seen.

Since Stella was an itty bitty little baby she has tried

and tried to peer inside the old black scratched door of

Margaret O’Meows old crooked house right at the very very

bottle of her road.

One day Stella was watching from her bedroom window,

peering towards Margaret O’Meows door, hoping to finally

get a glipse of what on earth was behind that fearsome door.

She heard a loud creek, she opened her window as wide

Chapter 2

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as she could to get the perfect view behind that door, the

door she had been waiting her whole life to see behind.

Her heart was pumping, her hands were sweating and her

brother Charles was loudly munching a packet of biscuits,

“shhhhhhh” she shouted, Im concentrating! Stella wasn’t

going to miss this for anything.

Talk about what Stella imagined would be in the house,

worried about the cats.

She heard click clack of of Margaret O’Meows black lace up

boots which appeared in the crack of the door. With a swish

swash of her giant purple dress, the door swang open at the

same time a huge bolt of lightening struck the street and

massive gust of wind blew the door slammed shut.

Their scary neighbour was now stood, outside her house

with a giant wave of cats clambering all over her and riding

on the back of her long ripped up vale like coat, like a magic

carpet.

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There were so many cats you couldnt see which tail belonged

to which cat but......One gargantuan black cat, the size of

a beach ball wrapped around Margaret O’Meows head

like the biggest furry hat you have ever seen. Infact Stella

remembered she had seen a hat like this when she visited

the Queen on a school trip last yearand saw the changing of

the guards. At that moment Margaret O Meows beedy eyes

darted towards Stella’s window.

Stella and Charles, well mostly Stella, because Charles

was still eating his bicuits. Flung the curtains shut, went

downstairs into the basement and locked themselves in.

Stella was so angry that once again, she didn’t get to see

inside Margaret O’Meows mysterious looking door.

While Charles was looking at Margaret O’Meow and her

fearsome bunch of cats.