Poetry of an Odd Sort

He’s one to add to all the greats, For daring stunts across the land, The masses all agree he makes A Noble Man.     One glance – the Yeti trembles like A nervous sumo in Japan- The masses all agree he makes A Fearless Man.     A “Giddy Up!” The Loch Ness beast [...]

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§37 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · (No comments) ·


Put on sneakers at quarter past two, On a cold and a crispy chill day, I could feel the wind blow round my ears, As the sky was a grisly grey.   As my legs slowly laboured I felt, There were drops like a dew on my knee, Competition I thought from my nose! But [...]

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§32 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · (No comments) ·


Lefty and Lucy went Off out to sea, Ignoring the warnings, Of Lurky the flea. He told them of, “Monsters That’ll nibble your knee!” Of “Boggle-eyed beasts, Lips smacking for tea!”   He trembled in fear, As they hoisted the mast, And shuddered to think, Of the icy wind’s blast. So Lefty and Lucy set [...]

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§27 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · 1 comment ·


He turned his nose up at the view, ‘How can you live like this? It’s such a state, and so run down, My Word! It is a mess. From side to side just chips and cracks I’m scared to even look, If I was going to fix it up, It’d be a lifetime’s work.   [...]

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§24 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · (No comments) ·


As Pinky Drew and Alby too, Were running over, fields of clover, Bright summer sun to join the fun, Though baking hot they would not stop, ‘Til ‘Crash!’ They’re down! On tumbling ground, As one went trip and other with His brother rolling, always falling, Then Halt! And rest, where land thought best, Beside an [...]

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§21 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · (No comments) ·


Oh cruel cruel Uncle Bert, The sight of whom could hurt, The very eyes that looked upon him, Cruel cruel Uncle Bert.   With big black bushy beard, That made him greatly feared, ‘t would blow and slap all those around him, Hairy Uncle Bert.   Now farming was his trade, But all the locals [...]

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§18 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · (No comments) ·


In my lover’s little garden, There were tulips laid in rows, Bent in wonder there to sniff one When a bee flew up my nose, And I couldn’t seem to budge it With my frantic nosey blows.   No I couldn’t seem to force it With my frenzied nosey blows, In my summer’s wonder, sniffed [...]

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§15 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · (No comments) ·


The angry teacher sat me down, And looked at me, began to frown, “You really are the worst disgrace, Your tie is loose, hair out of place, Mud on you pants, food on your chin, And so so late, I do give in! You even dared to come in running, When as you know that’s [...]

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§12 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · (No comments) ·


Tell me, what is the matter with Sammy the Snail? He’s sitting out there- through the wind, rain, and hail? He’s not moved an inch since the day before last, Since that long trail of slime that he left on the grass. Is he not feeling well? Is he somewhat depressed? Should I wrap him [...]

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§9 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · (No comments) ·


Gar Gum Gobbleay! Yub Mub so I say! A feast! All the food I adore! I’ve ten scaly snorks, a plump-breast peckoon, I’ve sweet-smelling globewurts galore!   There’s mud juice to dip, my twiglings of yum, And maggies and squiggles – all mine! I’ll spread them all down, to rest on my tum, And pick [...]

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§6 · September 7, 2008 · Children's Rhymes · 1 comment ·