The TygerBy William Blake

By William Blake

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine ..........

Dirty Face ByShel Silverstein

By Shel Silverstein

Where did you get such a dirty face,

My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from crawling along in the dirt
And biting two buttons off Jeremys shirt.
I got it from chewing the roots of ..........

Teddy Bear By A.A. Milne

By A.A. Milne

A bear, however hard he tries,

Grows tubby without exercise.
Our Teddy Bear is short and fat,
Which is not to be wondered at;
He gets what exercise he can
By falling off the ..........

The Mountain and the Squirrel By Ralph Waldo Emerson

By Ralph Waldo Emerson

The mountain and the squirrel

Had a quarrel,
And the former called the latter
Little prig.
Bun replied,
You are doubtless very big;
But all sorts of things and weather
Must be ..........

Paul Reveres Ride By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Listen my children and you shall hear

Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;
Hardly a man is now alive
Who remembers that famous day and

Puppy And I By A.A. Milne

By A.A. Milne

I met a Man as I went walking:

We got talking,
Man and I.
"Where are you going to, Man?" I said
(I said to the Man as he went by).
"Down to the village, to get some bread.
Will ..........

Friends ByAbbie Farwell Brown

By Abbie Farwell Brown

How good to lie a little while

And look up through the tree!
The Sky is like a kind big smile
Bent sweetly over me.
The Sunshine flickers through the lace
Of leaves above my ..........

The Fisherman ByAbbie Farwell Brown

By Abbie Farwell Brown

The fisherman goes out at dawn

When every one's abed,
And from the bottom of the sea
Draws up his daily bread.
His life is strange ; half on the shore
And half upon the sea ..........

I'd Love to be a Fairy's Child By Robert Graves

By Robert Graves

Children born of fairy stock

Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want for food or fire,
Always get their heart's desire:
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they're seven years ..........

RathersBy Mary Austin

By Mary Austin

I know very well what Id rather be

If I didnt always have to be me!
Id rather be an owl,
A downy feathered owl,
A wink-ity, blink-ity, yellow-eyed owl
In a hole in a hollow ..........

Messy Fingers
By Debra S. Higginbotham

Sticky fingers ' tangled hair,

scattered crayons, everywhere.
Fancy artwork ' on the wall '
drawn by midgets ' three feet tall.
Tell me why ' and tell me how '
that was mine ' I want ..........

Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water,
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill had the video on Youtube moments after.
The video got a million hits,
And that was really good,
But Jill's video went quite viral,
When Jack filmed her in the . . . . . . kitchen.
(Copyright Stuart Macfarlane)

Never Marry an Elephant

Never Marry an Elephant,
Its not a good idea,
I met one once at a dance,
While drinking too much beer.
Before I knew, I had proposed,
And a wedding day was set,
We werent married by a minister,
We were married by the Vet.
We honeymooned at Glasgow Zoo,
It was a lot of fun,
We spent our time eating penguins,
While basking in the sun.
But soon our marriage was over,
And I was free once more,
Oh never marry an elephant,
For by gosh how they SNORE!
(Copyright Stuart Macfarlane)

LIMERICKS
There once was a parrot named Jack
There once was a parrot named Jack,
Who suffered a coronary attack,
The man from the vet,

With little regret,

Said , Toasted hell make a nice snack.
(Copyright Stuart Macfarlane)

A Hippopotamusnt by J. Patrick Lewis - U.S. Children's Poet Laureate

A hippopotamusnt sit
On lawn chairs, stools, and rockers.
A hippopotamusnt yawn
Directly under tightrope walkers.
A hippopotamusnt roll
In gutters used by bowlers.
A hippopotamusnt fail
To floss his hippopotamolars.
The awful things a hippopotamusnt do
Are just
As important as the lawful things
A hippopotamust.
[First appeared in A Hippopotamusnt, Dial, 1990.
All rights belong to J. Patrick Lewis]

Please Mrs Butler by Allan Ahlberg

Please Mrs. Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps copying my work, Miss.
What shall I do?
Go and sit in the hall, dear.
Go and sit in the sink.
Take your books on the roof, my lamb.
Do whatever you think.
Please Mrs. Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps taking my rubber, Miss.
What shall I do?
Keep it in your hand, dear.
Hide it up your vest.
Swallow it if you like, my love.
Do what you think best.
Please Mrs. Butler
This boy Derek Drew
Keeps calling me rude names, Miss.
What shall I do?

Lock yourself in the cupboard, dear.

Run away to sea.
Do whatever you can, my flower.
But don't ask me!

This weeks featured Limericks are by . . . Edward Lear

Old Man with a gong
There was an Old Man with a gong,
Who bumped at it all day long;
But they called out, 'O law!
You're a horrid old bore!'
So they smashed that Old Man with a gong.

Smell All The Flowers

by Margaret Kollmer
A President with far-reaching powers
Loved jogging in sunshine and showers
Whilst still in his prime
He made sure that he'd time
To stop and to smell all the Flowers.

Tomorrow I Dread
by Thomas Hardy
If tomorrow never came
Nothing would be the same
But I would not be grateful
Rather, sorrowful
For something I was so anxious of?
Where is my logic.
What has happened to rational thinking.
I am sinking
I convince myself that tomorrow

The day I hate

Is going to be great

Secrets Look
by Herbert Nehrlich
In the cold near the stormy Atlantic
stands a cottage that looks quite romantic.
And the man who's inside,
he has something to hide.
And his secrets look rather pedantic.

Waiter, There's a Dog in My Soup

There's a doggy in my soup dish.

There's a canine in my cup.
The waiter brought a bowl out
and I found this grubby pup.
His fur is simply sopping.
He's wet from head to toes.
He's got some peas upon his paws

and noodles on his nose.

He doesn't look too happy.
His eyes are filled with tears.
Or maybe that's just chicken soup
that's dripping from his ears.
I'm sure I asked for noodles.
I got this dog instead.
I wonder how this happened.
Was it something that I said?
I guess I must have mumbled.
I'm such a nincompoop!
It seems the waiter heard me ask for
Chicken Poodle Soup.
--Kenn Nesbitt