Showing posts with label Children's poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Children's poems. Show all posts

Monday, 6 July 2015

The Sauropods.

When the sauropods are coming
Then the ground begins to shake
Can you hear the terrible, terrible
Terrible noise they make?

With feet the size of motor cars
And legs the size of trees
They're walking through the forest
With their great big wobbly knees?

The sauropods, the sauropods
Diplodocus and friends
Imagine sliding from his head
To where his tail it ends

Imagine being mistaken
For a tasty leafy treat,
Imagine being sat upon,
Or squashed beneath his feet.

The sauropods look wonderful
In all the books we know,
But if we could travel back in time
Do you think that we should go?

Because maybe they're a bit too big,
And less friendly than they seem
And if we saw them in real life
We might just stand and scream.

Tuesday, 9 June 2015

The Panda's Eyes

The Panda,
Has two lovely eyes,
And eats bamboo,
And smiles and sighs.

But when he's homesick,
Then he cries,
And floods of tears
Fill Panda's eyes.

Monday, 8 June 2015

In Just a Little While

It's time for me to leave you now
It's time to say goodbye.
But I've had such a lovely time,
I almost want to cry.

It's time for me to leave you now
Though I really don't want to go.
But thanks so much for having me
It's been great fun you know.

So thanks for having me today
I hope I've made it clear.
That I would love to come again
Perhaps this time next year?

So, though it's time for me to leave
I'm happy and I'll smile
For I'll be coming back you know
In just a little while.

So, though it's time for me to leave
I'll be back in a while.
So don't feel bad and don't feel sad
Just wave and give a smile.
For I'll be coming back you know
To see your happy smile.
Yes, I'll be coming back again
In just a little while.

Tuesday, 19 May 2015

Daisy Dormouse.

Daisy Dormouse snored and snored
She snored so much,
She almost roared.
When she woke up,
She just felt bored.
And so she slept and slept and slept.
And all the animals she kept,
Awake all night
In such a fright
Because they thought a tiger bright
Was roaring, roaring,
In the night.

But the roar was not a tiger bright,
Just Daisy Dormouse,
In the night,
Boring, snoring,
Sleeping tight,
And dreaming of
A tiger's bite,
That gave her such
A dreadful fright
She roared just like
A tiger might
Out in the scary
Forest night.




Wednesday, 13 May 2015

My Cousin Andy

My cousin Andy’s got a six-foot nose
And sixteen purple Pigeons
That whistle on his toes
And when he goes to bed at night
Twelve monkeys guard his bed
And seven yellow spiders
Spin dreams around his head

My cousin Andy’s got a Chinese saw
And a ticket from Mongolia
And a book on Aztec law
And when he swims out in the sea
He grows an orange tail
And makes a meal of sausages
In the belly of a whale

My cousin Andy’s got a bed that flies
And a car that’s made of marmalade
And forty-seven eyes
And when he wrestles dinosaurs
Then I know he always wins
Because I read it in a letter
That he once sent to the twins

My cousin Andy’s got a sweet shop too
And a gang of talking pictures
And a pot of magic glue
And when he sits up on the roof
He can name you all the stars
And he says he’s been to Pluto
And I know he’s been to Mars

Yes, my cousin Andy’s the best one in the world
He’s even got a little box
In which a snake is curled
And daddy says that one fine day
When he’s saved up all his money
Then we’re going to visit Andy
In the land of milk and honey



Saturday, 9 May 2015

The seeds succeed.

The seeds they wait to germinate
Until three needs are met
A place to stay, a sunny day
And water they must get.

And then they start to grow and grow
To reach up to the sun,
It happens to them all you know,
Every single one.

They grow some roots
That go deep down,
They grow a leafy
Type of crown,
All they need
Is lots of light,
And a chance
To rest at night,
And some water,
And some earth,
And then they grow
For all they're worth.

Look at the wonders of creation
Grown from seeds and germination.





Photosynthesis


What is photosynthesis?
(Apart from a long word)
It's really quite important,
For all the plants I've heard.

It's something about breathing,
And carbon dioxide,
But I don't really understand,
No matter how I've tried.

It's something about water
And sun and dark and leaves,
And something about oxygen
Which every plant it breathes.

In school my teacher told me,
His name was Mr Rotten,
It's something about glucose,
But now I've quite forgotten.

So can you tell me anything
About a word as long as this
I'd really like to know, you know
What's photosynthesis?

Coconut eggs?

The Coconut, the Coconut,
He sprouted arms and legs,
And then he ran off down the road,
Looking for some eggs.

And when he finally found some,
He scrambled them for lunch,
And went off eating breakfast,
Munchy! Munchy! Crunch!

The Coconut.

The coconut, the coconut,
A great big seed indeed,
One day he sprouted arms and legs
Ran down the road
And weed!

Monday, 20 April 2015

Angry Auntie Antonella

Angry Auntie Antonella
Ate the top of an umbrella
Ate a sundial and a heater
And a rusty watermeter

Angry Auntie Antonella,
Ate six eggs with salmonella,
Ate her bedroom and her house,
And even ate a little mouse.

Angry Auntie Antonella
Buttered sunshine with Nutella
Ate a wind-chime and some rain
And a great big weather vane

Angry Auntie Antonella
Ate a hurricane called Stella
Ate the moon and stars for fun
And all the planets one by one

Angry Auntie Antonella
Big and tall and interstellar,
Ate the sun like it was cake
But then she made a HUGE mistake...

In the dark,
With no food on her shelf,
Angry Auntie ate HERSELF!


Friday, 17 April 2015

Butterfly.

Butterfly, butterfly
Come and sing for me
Remind me of the way
That living used to be.
Let me see you spread your wings
And fly so prettily,
Dancing there inside the sun
Beneath the willow tree.

Butterfly, butterfly
How long do you live?
Do you know what love is like,
And what it's like to give?
Are you sometimes depressed,
Or usually happy?
Dancing there inside the sun
Beneath the willow tree.

Butterfly, butterfly,
Do you always roam,
Do you always wander,
Or have you got a home?
Have you ever been
To the shores of Italy
And watched all of those children
Splashing in the sea?

Butterfly, butterfly
If only you were me
And I was you dancing there
Beneath the willow tree.
I tell you right now,
I would surely have some fun,
I'd spread my wings
And disappear
Into the belly of the sun.

Thursday, 2 April 2015

How I grow.

I know, I know and I will tell
How it is I grow so well
I eat my fruit and eat my veg
And jump over my garden hedge.
I do lots and lots of exercise
And don't eat chocolate box surprise
Instead I eat some nuts and peas
And then I grow with strength and ease.