Category Poets

The dog ran down the street The cat ran up the drainThe mouse looked out and said, There they go again!

When the shoe strings breakOn both your shoesAnd you’re in a hurry—That’s the blues. When you go to buy a candy barAnd you’ve lost the dime you had—Slipped through a hole in your pocket somewhere—That’s the blucs, too, and bad!

Rover was in cloverWith a boneOn the front lawn—But Rover’s fun was overWhen his boneWas gone.Poor Rover!

Jimmy, goTo the store, please,And bring me backA can of peas. Also, getA sack of flour,And kindly do notStay an hour.

I seldom seeA kangarooExcept in a zoo. At a whaleI’ve never had a lookExcept in a book. Another thingI never sawIs my great—Great-great-grandpa—Who must’ve beenA family fixture,But there’s noPicture.

My mama told me,Kindly, please,Do not get downOn your kneesWith your brand newClothes on. I said, Mom,I’m already down.Can’t I stayOn the groundWith my brand newClothes on? My mother said,No, I say!So my mother had her way—That’s why I’m so…

It must be nice to be a sheepWith nothing to do but graze and sleep.But when it’s time the wool to shear,That poor old sheep bleats, “Oh, dear!”

My daddy rides ine piggy-back.My mama rides me, too.But grandma says her poor old backHas had enough to do.

The pictures on the televisionDo not make me dream as wellAs the stories without picturesGrandpa knows how to tell. Even if he does not knowWhat makes a Spaceman go,Grandpa says back in his timeHamburgers only cost a dime,Ice cream cones…

My mother said, A house we’ll buy In the country where the sky Is not hidden by tall buildings. I said, We’ll have a hill For coasting in the wintertime Or climbing in the summertime— I love to coast! I…