Are you ready to hear a story? This one's a twist on a classic tale of Robin Hood.

Robin Hood and the rather rude Martian by Joan Lennon.

Things were not going well for Robin Hood. He kept inventing these truly brilliant plans

for nabbing the evil sheriff in Nottomans gold and giving it back to the pole.

They were wonderful plans, each slightly different, but always they ended with Robin Hood

and his outlaws jumping out from behind the trees and shouting things like, ah-ha, or

boop or, co-send the Claude pole and then, hand over the gold.

The outlaws put a lot of practice in back at camp at the jumping out and shouting bits,

but somehow when it came to the real thing they never managed to surprise anybody.

The sheriff and his soldiers were always ready for them and the outlaws got soundly trounced,

which was nobody's idea of a good time. Then one afternoon, Robin Hood was sitting up

in a tree feeling depressed when suddenly he heard a rustling down below and a muttering

and strangely enough a beeping. Robin Hood drew up his long legs, smiled and launched himself

out of the tree just as the rustling, muttering and beeping thing appeared.

Ah, Squawk! cried Robin as he did a double take in mid-air and landed on his backside.

What are you coming a mile off? Grunted the thing and beat rudely. Robin stared. The thing

was nothing like he'd ever seen before. It had eyes on the end of stalks the way it snailed

us. It had ears that blinked on and off and sometimes beeped. It had a mouth shaped

like a letterbox slot, except that letterboxes hadn't been invented yet. It had two arms

and rather more legs someone might expect. It was wearing a green dress that perfectly

matched the colour of its skin.

Um, said Robin.

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