Poems for Children

 

A SILLY OLD CAT CALLED JEREMIAH

A silly old cat called Jeremiah
Loved to sit by the fire
This silly cat he never learned
Was always getting his whiskers burned

One day while snoozing on the mat
Alas this very silly cat
Got to close to the open fire
And things became very dire

Not just his whiskers did he scorch
His whole body he did torch
And now silly old Jeremiah
Has to sit beside the fire

This silly cat you could not warn
Has no fur to keep him warm.

THE TOOKAROO

If you ever meet a Tookaroo
He’ll be polite, say how’d ya do
But keep your distance, he’s not that charming
For a Tookaroos diet is quite alarming

It’s little children he likes most
He likes them best on thick white toast
But especially boiled in a stew
That’s the favourite food of a Tookaroo.

MY TWO FRONT TEETH ARE MISSING

My two front teeth are missing
They came out just last night
I found them in an apple
From which I took a bite.

MANNERS OF A LOUSE

A slippery snake slides along the ground
Goes into a hole that he has found
But in the hole is a little mouse
Who tells the snake, GET OUT MY HOUSE!

The slippery snake is none to happy
In fact becomes a little snappy
Where’s your manners he asks the mouse
You have the manners of a louse

MANNERS! said the little mouse
It’s YOU who slid into MY house
I did not invite you that’s for sure
At this the snake opens wide his jaw

And gobbles up the little mouse
Who had the manners of a louse.

About the author

thecrafter
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Hi, I'm a mum of three children two boys and a girl but all grown up now but they're still my babies, I've been married to Jeff for 43 years. I Love all kinds of animals especially dogs, cats, and wild birds but we've no pets right now as our beautiful dog passed away and not ready to replace her yet. Until recently I loved all kinds of craft from making dolls houses from scratch to knitting, unfortunately I have a trapped nerve and get cramp in my left hand if I try and do any craft work which is a shame as I loved to give my makes to charity.

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