The T-Rex

The T-Rex gives a mighty roar:
"I'm the most famous dinosaur!"

But just there watching all the while,
Is the smiling crocodile.

Who says with glee and snapping jaws,
"But my descendants will outlive yours..."

The T-Rex says "It can't be true,
I'm far bigger and better than you."

But croc says "No I'll still be around,
When you're just bones stuck in the ground."

All those names!

Well what a lot of difficult names
The dinosaurs have got
Don't you think the scientists
Should rearrange the lot?

Because what's Sauropelta?
Or a Liopleurodon?
And how angry's a Spinosaurus
When his food is nearly gone?

And while we're on the subject
What's an Argentinosaur?
And is it ever  really loud
When the Eoraptors roar.

So I think the paleontologists
Should stop their silly games
And give all of these dinosaurs
Some lovely simple names

Like Red and Blue and Black and Green
Or numbers One to Ten
So we won't have to learn all of those
Difficult names again.

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.

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.

Snails on snow.

Snails on snow,

Snails on snow,

They just don't know

Which way to go,

They slide around

And round and round,
Till tails and heads
Just can't be found.

Snails on ice,
Snails on ice,
They can not listen
to advice,
They slip and slide
And glide and ride,
Across the icy
Countryside.

Oh snails are better in the sun
Where they can walk
And they can run
And they can stick,
Their sticky shoe,
Onto the earth,
With goo goo.

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.

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!

The Ants! The Ants!

The Ants! The Ants!
They're marching all
Along the forest floor
They've got to carry bits of figs
And leaves, and fruits and more
They carry them into the nest
And pack them in the store
Where they feed the little fungus
That's the food that they adore.

The Ants! The Ants!
There's billions of them
Walking in the trees
And round the other animals
And tickling their knees
They jumped upon the orangutang
And on the chimpanzees

And when they met the jaguar

They made him want to sneeze

The Ants! The Ants!
They're marching so
You'd better get out of the way
They're cleaning up the forest
And they don't have time to play.
They're hurrying and scurrying
They're working night and day
And if they think you're tasty
Then they'll carry you away.

The Ants! The Ants!
They're happy and they're
Blowing up balloons,
They're eating bowls of custard
Using Multi-coloured spoons.
They're jumping and they're pumping
And they're hiding in the dunes,
They're dancing and they're prancing
And they're singing silly tunes..

Ant Haiku.

Tiny tiny ants

Together and all alone

Still working as one

Sloth

The sloth, the sloth he is so slow,
He takes an hour to move a toe
So nobody can ever know,
Which way it is he wants to go.

The sloth, the sloth such pretty eyes,
He's like a tree that's in disguise,
As still as still, just where he lies,
Eating leaves and watching flies.

The sloth, the sloth that pretty face
He moves with elegance and grace
He does not want to win the race
And keeps the very slowest pace

The sloth, the sloth is teaching me,
That rushing round is not the key
So just slow down and simply be
Like smiley sloth up in his tree.

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!

Clap your hands!

Clap your hands!
Clap your hands!
Have a wiggle,
Stamp your feet.
I tell you all that exercise,
Is really quite a treat!

Jump around!
Jump around!
Jump up high,
And fall back down.
You know that when you're laughing,
It's impossible to frown!

Dance about!
Dance about!
Do the shimmy,
Scream shout.
I tell you all that fun and games,
Is what life's all about!

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.

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.

River Drink.

The river's deep, the river's long
The river sings a funny song.
It swirls around and bubbles up.
And if it's clean I get a cup
And have a great big river drink
Before I lie back down and think

Chocolate Cheese...

Once there was a little mouse
Who really loved his cheese
But sadly for the little chap
It often made him sneeze

And so the mouse
He learned to bake
And made himself

A chocolate cake

And then the clever little fellow
To make it cheesy,
Sprayed it yellow.

One day my house...

One day my house it grew some feet
And went off walking down the street,
And then it grew an orange roof
And purple walls that are waterproof.


Oh my house is happy it always smiles
But it can run for miles and miles...
It hurried off to Timbuktu
Then Eden Park and Waterloo
And next it ran straight down to Rome
But luckily then my house ran home.

Simon and the rain

Simon was a happy man
He loved the sun and heat
He loved to bake potatoes
And loved to rub his feet

But what made Simon happiest
Again, again, again
Was dancing round in swimming trunks
Inside the summer rain.

Don't wake me up.

When I sleep
My head is full
Of funny things
That kick and pull.

Like boxes that can play guitars
Or yellow birds that come from Mars.
There's one legged goats that like to sing
And three-legged birds that all say "Ping!!!"
And Elephants that pull down trees
With fish that all have dirty knees.
There's floating bits of Marmite toast,
And flying eggs that like to boast.
There's monkeys and Orangutangs
And cardboard boxes that have fangs.
Yes when I sleep, I see these things
And sometimes all of them have wings...

But when I wake
It's really weird
All these strange things
Have disappeared.