Tag: humor
group name: poetry4children
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September 25, 2006 08:34 AM EDT --
Spooky spider,
Eight-legged beast
Looking for a fly
On which to feast.
Spooky spider
Under my bed;
I cannot sleep
You might crawl on my head.
Spooky spider,
Oh what a dream
For . . . more
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September 24, 2006 02:43 PM EDT --
My doggy lost his bone
And now he feels so sad;
My doggy will not play with me,
And that makes me so mad.
I looked inside his doghouse;
I could not find it there;
I looked inside of my house; . . . more
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September 03, 2006 04:16 PM EDT --
I not old enuff
to be in skool
me finga's are
too teeny.
I take my 'wuzzy'
evvyplace
and need two
naps a day.
I brake my crayons
suck my thumb
can only count
to number one.
I cry . . . more
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October 07, 2006 11:45 AM EDT --
Mindy Rose, she picks her nose
In goes her fingers, in goes her toes.
Out comes a greenie on her thumb,
Goes in her mouth and over her tongue.
She picks her nose at breakfast time.
With scrambled . . . more
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December 04, 2006 10:03 AM EST --
Oh come closer children and soon you will know
the daylightin' rumbles of Rev'em Up Jo
she motored about taking all of her fun
while scattering cats sending dogs on the run.
A meanstreak . . . more
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October 07, 2006 05:24 PM EDT --
MEOW....meeeeoooooowwww.
Open the door or
I'll scratch my way through
fill up my bowl
or I'll start scratching you.
MEOW.....meeeoooowwww.
A scratch if you please
behind my ears
back of . . . more
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October 25, 2006 07:40 PM EDT --
unabashedly
free swinging hips,
arms flailing in a rythmic twitch,
hair dancing to the beat of feet
toes barely touching down,
gliding smooth across the grass
skipping merrily, alone
copyright . . . more
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September 28, 2006 09:10 AM EDT --
Here Comes Crusher!
"Here comes Crusher! Crusher Jones!",
"Run! run! He'll crush our bones!",
"That horrible Crusher, Crusher Jones!",
Twenty feet tall! Or something . . . more
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October 04, 2006 02:03 PM EDT --
staring at me from the plate
gauntlet tossed for battle
fruit cocktail eyes agawk
the jell-o joust begins.
Shimmering, ever elusive
parry, thrust, and jiggle
lance of spoon and laughter
unchewable . . . more
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November 04, 2006 01:15 PM EST --
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
I was taught that Romeo and Juliet was one of Shakespeare's tragedies, but apparently my 14 month old son thinks it's a comedy. . . . more
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February 07, 2007 03:24 PM EST --
For Ed Nudelman...sans turpentine
Sixty-four ounces H20--
The daily recommendation.
Eight cups of liquid purity
I swallow.
I swig.
I gulp.
I chug.
And I think I see guppies
swimming behind my . . . more
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December 12, 2006 08:36 PM EST --
The Life of a Super Hero
Part 1 (A Postcard From Hero School)
Hello Mother, how are you?
Did you record my favourite Scooby-Doo?
My Superman pyjamas no longer fit,
They show my bottom whilst I sit,
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September 30, 2006 08:41 PM EDT --
Wind swirled
kite unfurled
aloft
into its
kitely world.
Dip, weave
create a breeze
stumble
scratch both knees.
NO!! NO!!
It's in the trees.
Energy,
thrill of flight,
oneness with . . . more
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September 28, 2006 09:36 AM EDT --
THERE IS NOTHING
SO SILLY
AS BIG SURPRISE
SNEEZES
THAT MUSS UP
YOUR HAIR
AND WIGGLE YOU
KNEEZES
A GIANT
ACHOO
THAT EVEN SCARES
YOU! ! !
Copyright 2005
John G. Lawless
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August 13, 2008 03:48 PM EDT --
LUCKY
I found a four leaf clover
I held it in my hand
A strong wind blew it away
"Come back!" was my command.
It did not, so then a cat
As black as velvet night
Crossed . . . more
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October 03, 2006 01:29 PM EDT --
Powdered, kissed,
in booties warmed
playthings,
tasty morsels.
Dubious accoutrements
untested and untried
encased in hard white
"walking" shoes
Frankenstein's revenge.
Propellers . . . more
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August 13, 2008 03:41 PM EDT --
SWIM
I thought I could swim
But then I met Jim
And found that with him
I could drown.
No, I could not float
I was just a boat
Sinking in a moat -
Just a clown.
Was it . . . more
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December 28, 2006 02:13 PM EST --
Dear Santa
This Christmas I want a divorce. I can see those “Ho ho Ho’”s becoming “But, why my dear”s. And of course, you are wondering, indeed getting rather annoyed at . . . more
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November 18, 2006 04:44 PM EST --
nothing,
can be something,
can never be nothing?
Is much ado about nothing
something?
copyright 2006
John G. Lawless
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January 18, 2008 02:33 AM EST --
No poems cram the envelope
and still we cling to fading hope
of flowing wit and dashing pen
as feverish we write again.
For as the building Northeast gale
must swirl around its center . . . more
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