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Exclamation!
- By Fiona Halliday
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2021 with permission of the Author.
in Funny Poems for Kids

I have a strange addiction,
It often sets off sparks!
I really cannot seem to stop,
Using exclamation marks!

I have a strange addiction,
It often sets off sparks!
I really cannot seem to stop,
Using exclamation marks!

They appear when I am writing!
Even in a shopping list!
If I don’t put one at the end
I feel something’s been missed!

It started as a positive!
It made people feel happy!
But now, I fear, it may bring tears!
It makes my teacher snappy!

Exclamation marks (!!!)
Can show how to command,
They show when things are exciting!
Or getting out of hand!

As you can see this problem,
Is one I now must end.
But, I can’t help but feel, maybe,
The question mark’s my friend?

(Anyone heard of the interrobang?!)
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Glad That I'm Me!
- By Ian Bland
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2021 with permission of the Author.
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If I was a flag
I’d be flapping and raising
If I was a star
Up high I’d be blazing!

If I was a flag
I’d be flapping and raising
If I was a star
Up high I’d be blazing!

If I was a saint
I’d be singing and praying
If I was some hips
You just know I’d be swaying!

If I was a bird
I’d be nesting and crowing
If I was a cup
I’d be just overflowing!

If I was a mouth
I’d be laughing and joking
If I was a fire
I’d be roaring and smoking!

If I was the sky
You just know I’d be lightning
If I was a ghost
I’d be spooky and frightening!

But just look at me now
As plain as can be
I’m glad that I’m normal
I’m glad that I’m me!
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Haunted House Inventory
- By Julie Anna Douglas
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2021 with permission of the Author.
in Halloween Poems

Wooden door; wide and creaky.
Sculking cat; snide and sneaky.
Skeletons; cold and clanky.
Madame Witch; old and cranky.

Wooden door; wide and creaky.
Sculking cat; snide and sneaky.
Skeletons; cold and clanky.
Madame Witch; old and cranky.
Ancient paintings; strange and spooky.
Watching eyes; crazed and looky.
Blackest bat; fast and flappy.
Venus Flytrap; mighty snappy.
Wailing ghosts; always moany.
Piano playing on its owny.
Time to go! Scream and shouty!
Read the sign – ‘No Way Out-y!’
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Candy Andy
- By Kenn Nesbitt
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Candy Andy enjoys candy so much that he tries to find any way to get it.

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Hello, my name is Andy.
I’m a fan of eating candy.
It’s delicious and it’s dandy,
and my favorite thing to eat.

Hello, my name is Andy.
I’m a fan of eating candy.
It’s delicious and it’s dandy,
and my favorite thing to eat.

When I want some sweets for eating,
I’ll be at your door repeating
that fantastic, famous greeting…
I’ll be shouting, “Trick or treat!”

I’ll be dressed up like a mummy,
out in search of something yummy,
like a chocolate bar or gummi.
I’ll be marching door-to-door.

And, as long as you have dishes
full of candy so delicious
it can satisfy my wishes,
I’ll keep coming back for more.

You might think I’m being sneaky,
or perhaps a little cheeky,
and some people say it’s freaky,
and they often ask me why…

And they tell me that it’s cheating
to be on their doorstep beating
on the front door, trick-or-treating,
in the middle of July.

“Candy Andy” copyright © 2021 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com

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We Bought A Lot Of Candy Bars
- By Kenn Nesbitt
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Buying Halloween candy early enough in the season provides a lot of options, but sometimes having it in the house for too long before October 31st can be a problem.

in Famous Holiday Poems

We bought a lot of candy bars.
We thought it would be neat
to have a ton for all the kids
who came to trick-or-treat.

We bought a lot of candy bars.
We thought it would be neat
to have a ton for all the kids
who came to trick-or-treat.

We bought them early in the month
when they were all on sale.
We dragged the bags in from the car
and set them on the scale.

The candy weighed a hundred pounds!
I’m sure we got enough.
In fact, we may have had too much
of all that yummy stuff.

It wouldn’t hurt to just eat one,
or two, or three, or four.
We bought so much that we could
even eat a dozen more.

So every day we had a few;
a minuscule amount.
How many? I can’t say for sure.
I wasn’t keeping count.

Our pile grew smaller every day
by ten, fifteen, or twenty.
But, still, it didn’t matter.
We were certain we had plenty.

When Halloween arrived we checked
the candy situation,
and found that we had given in
to way too much temptation.

A single bar was all we had.
We’d eaten all the rest.
So, if our lights are off tonight,
I think that’s for the best.

“We Bought a Lot of Candy Bars” copyright © 2020 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com
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A Vampire Bit My Neck Last Night
- By Kenn Nesbitt
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Halloween can be filled with many scary things for children. It’s easy to let our imaginations run away with us.

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A vampire bit my neck last night.
And, though it sounds insane,
some zombies chased me down the street
and tried to eat my brain.

A vampire bit my neck last night.
And, though it sounds insane,
some zombies chased me down the street
and tried to eat my brain.

A mummy shambled after me.
Godzilla stomped my face.
I nearly I got abducted by
an alien from space.

When Frankenstein attacked me
I escaped, but then almost
got tackled by a skeleton,
a werewolf, and a ghost.

A slimy blob engulfed me.
Then I woke up with a scream.
I’ve never been so overjoyed
to wake up from a dream.

Last night I learned a lesson;
if you want to keep your head,
don’t watch a scary movie
right before you go to bed.

“A Vampire Bit My Neck Last night” copyright © 2021 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com
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Halloween Is Nearly Here
- By Kenn Nesbitt
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Picking out Halloween costumes is a lot of fun for children. The options are endless. In this poem, one child knows exactly what he wants to be…something that will cause fright for other kids.

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Halloween is nearly here.
I’ve got my costume planned.
It’s sure to be the most horrific
outfit in the land.

Halloween is nearly here.
I’ve got my costume planned.
It’s sure to be the most horrific
outfit in the land.

If you should see me coming
you may scream and hide your head.
My get-up will, I guarantee,
fill every heart with dread.

My costume may cause nightmares.
Yes, my mask may stop your heart.
You might just shriek and wet yourself,
then squeamishly depart.

And yet, I won’t be dressing as
you might expect me to.
I will not be a vampire
or ghost that hollers “boo!”

I won’t look like a werewolf
or a goblin or a ghoul,
or even like a slimy blob
of deadly, dripping drool.

I will not be a zombie
or some other horrid creature.
No, this year I’ll be much, much worse…
I’m dressing as a teacher.

“Halloween is Nearly Here” copyright © 2012 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Published in The Armpit of Doom. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com
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If Clouds Were Made Of Candyfloss
- By Julie Anna Douglas
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2021 with permission of the Author.
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If clouds were made of candyfloss.
If honey filled the seven seas.
If sand was made of sherbet.
If cupcakes grew on every tree.

If clouds were made of candyfloss.
If honey filled the seven seas.
If sand was made of sherbet.
If cupcakes grew on every tree.
If mountains were made of marshmallows.
If fudge flowers grew wild and free.
If all houses were made of chocolate.
What a sweet world it would be.
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Halloween Is Coming
- By Fiona Halliday
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2021 with permission of the Author.
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Creeping, crawling creatures scurry in the night,
Rats and bats and spiders, nibble, out of sight,
Don’t look too carefully,
You’ll get a nasty fright!

Creeping, crawling creatures scurry in the night,
Rats and bats and spiders, nibble, out of sight,
Don’t look too carefully,
You’ll get a nasty fright!

Monsters in the bathroom, witches in the hall,
Hairy beasts and demons climbing every wall,
You won’t want to catch them,
When they start to fall!

Vampires’ stealthy footsteps cross the wooden floor,
Werewolves howling fearfully, beyond your kitchen door,
Don’t look outside now,
You won’t want to find out more!

Zombies with their wild eyes and their soulless grins,
Skeletons with their bony cheeks and their missing skins,
Listen for their rattling sounds,
But do not let them in!

Halloween is coming, what a scary night,
Ghosties, ghouls and goblins dancing in the light,
Here they are all coming now, feel the spooky beat,
If you listen, hear ‘em shout:

“TRICK OR TREAT!”
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Popular
- By Coral Rumble
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2021 with permission of the Author.
in School Poems For Kids

I’d like to be popular, just for a term,
To stand with the in-crowd, be given a turn,
To be called smart and help others to learn,
But I can’t see it happening to me.

I’d like to be popular, just for a term,
To stand with the in-crowd, be given a turn,
To be called smart and help others to learn,
But I can’t see it happening to me.

I’d like to be popular, just for a week,
To be given a part in a play where I speak,
To be treated as normal, and not as a freak,
But I can’t see it happening to me.

I’d like to be popular, just for a day,
To have people choose me, invite me to play;
I’d like to have friends who hear what I say,
But I can’t see it happening to me.

I’d like to be popular, just for an hour,
Come out of this corner where I sit and cower,
To share, for a moment, the balance of power,
But I can’t see it happening to me.

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Ache
- By Coral Rumble
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2021 with permission of the Author.
in School Poems For Kids

When teams are picked, for playground games,
I never seem to hear my name.
I stand and watch the choices made
And, one by one, my hopes all fade.

When teams are picked, for playground games,
I never seem to hear my name.
I stand and watch the choices made
And, one by one, my hopes all fade.
I look around, and force a smile,
Lean on the chain-link fence awhile.
I say, as they all race away,
I didn’t really want to play,
But, deep inside the pit of me,
I ache an ache no one can see.

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Friday Feeling
- By Coral Rumble
- Published by Family Friend Poems October 2021 with permission of the Author.
in School Poems For Kids

At school you must be good
And never get there late,
But when it comes to Friday
The children think it’s great

At school you must be good
And never get there late,
But when it comes to Friday
The children think it’s great

Because it’s time for the weekend,
It’s time to have a rest,
It’s time to stay in bed ‘til late
And walk round in your vest.

The teachers all work hard
To try to educate,
But when it comes to Friday
The teachers think it’s great

Because it’s time for the weekend,
It’s time to have a rest,
It’s time to stay in bed ‘til late
And walk round in your vest.

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Fossils
- By Colin West
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2021 with permission of the Author.
This lighthearted poem titled "Fossils" explores the humorous idea of what colors extinct prehistoric animals could have been. The speaker playfully ponders whether the Pterodactyls, Brontosaurus, Stegosaurus, Tyrannosaurus Rex, Archaeopteryx, and Woolly Mammoth were sporting bright colors like purple, puce, or shocking pink. The poem highlights the fun and imaginative nature of pondering about the unknown and the whimsical world of dinosaurs and other ancient creatures.

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O, its bones may be colossal,
But the trouble with a fossil
Is that it doesn’t give a clue
As to the creature’s actual hue.

O, its bones may be colossal,
But the trouble with a fossil
Is that it doesn’t give a clue
As to the creature’s actual hue.

Those Pterodactyl things that flew,
Were they red or green or blue?
And that Brontosaurus fellow,
Did he come in mauve and yellow?

As for those Stegosaurus types,
Maybe they had snazzy stripes?
And was Tyrannosaurus Rex
Perhaps adorned with spots or checks?

And was old Archaeopteryx
Just one colour, or a mix?
And Woolly Mammoth, what d’you think,
Purple, puce or shocking pink?

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The Different Path
- By Mark Bird
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2021 with permission of the Author.
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They pick on you
Play tricks on you
They talk behind your back
A hundred whispers to your one

They pick on you
Play tricks on you
They talk behind your back
A hundred whispers to your one
To tempt you from your track

They mock your path
They block your path
They do it every day
For sheep aren't meant to wander off
And go the other way

They sneer at you
Put fear in you
So scared that you'll go far
And then they point and laugh at you
To cram your head with scars

They think the same
They shrink the same
When you are not afraid
And friends begin to follow you
The scars and bullies fade

You go so far
You grow so far
Proud what you became
You made it down the different path
And beat the plague of same

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Dreambeast
- By Mark Bird
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2021 with permission of the Author.
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If you have a dream
that won’t go away
that gnaws at your toes
with each waking day.

If you have a dream
that won’t go away
that gnaws at your toes
with each waking day.

That sings beneath notes
and swirls between stars.
From lines in great books
it thrashes and gnarls.

From cinema screens
it leaps along light
and twists your insides
and stalks you at night.

Then give it attention.
Tame that wild dream.
It’s there for a reason
yet to be seen.

A beast of the future
only you own.
Don't let it escape
into the unknown.

Train it with care
and boost its esteem.
Spotlight it brightly
so it can be seen.

Or dreams can turn nasty
tire and groan.
Diminishing creatures
if left all alone.

The beast never dies
just shrinks and goes cold.
A lone, solemn dream
growing weary and old.

So feed it with strength
Believe that it’s real
Nurture with love
And trust how it feels

Fight the dream-bruisers
wish-batterers too
and splatterers of hope
who'll be waiting for you.

Feel the roar rumble.
Hear every shout.
It’s your beast of a dream
just dying to get out.
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Travel For Fun
- By Santhini Govindan
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2021 with permission of the Author.
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I want to travel around the world for fun,
And see different lands, one by one.
But I would not like to travel by aeroplane, train, or by car -
I would like to have a magic carpet that will take me afar.

I want to travel around the world for fun,
And see different lands, one by one.
But I would not like to travel by aeroplane, train, or by car -
I would like to have a magic carpet that will take me afar.

I will keep the carpet under my bed, rolled upright,
So it will be easy to reach, when I want to take flight.
I won’t need to get a passport, or buy a ticket when I want to fly,
I’ll just sit on my magic carpet, and wave everyone good-bye!

I’ll cross rivers and valleys, and the snowy Himalayas so tall,
And fly to faraway China to see the Great Wall.
Then I’ll float to Egypt, and visit the great Nile,
And see the pyramids, and the Sphinx’s mysterious smile.

I’ll travel to the African jungles where wild animals roam,
And visit European cities like London, Paris, and Rome
But on my magic carpet, before I eagerly set out,
There’s something that I’m a little worried about.

I keep thinking of it, again and again –
What will happen if my magic carpet gets caught in the rain?
I’m sure that soaking wet carpets can’t fly far away -
So, to travel for fun, I must find another way!

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The Wind
- By Santhini Govindan
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2021 with permission of the Author.
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The Wind is such a strange and amazing being –
It has no legs, yet it travels far and wide.
It soars up to the clouds, climbs mountain peaks,
Swirls across sandy deserts and sweeps over the sea side.

The Wind is such a strange and amazing being –
It has no legs, yet it travels far and wide.
It soars up to the clouds, climbs mountain peaks,
Swirls across sandy deserts and sweeps over the sea side.
The Wind has no tongue, yet we can hear its voice,
When it whispers, whistles, hums, and sighs.
And when it rains, and a storm comes along,
We can hear the Wind as it howls and cries.
The Wind has no muscles, yet it lifts and carries away rooftops,
And easily uproots tall, strong trees.
It snatches umbrellas right out of our hands,
And pulls down houses and buildings with ease.
Though we can’t see the wind, we can feel its presence,
Sometimes it’s ever so cold, and sometimes it feels warm.
And though the Wind sometimes gets cross, I know that it likes to play -
When I bring out my kite, the happy Wind never does me any harm!

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Catnaps
- By Santhini Govindan
- Published by Family Friend Poems September 2021 with permission of the Author.
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When my cat sleeps, he snoozes
Inside the laundry basket,
Or on top of a tree,
Crammed inside a shelf,

When my cat sleeps, he snoozes
Inside the laundry basket,
Or on top of a tree,
Crammed inside a shelf,
Where no-one can see.
In empty shopping bags,
And cartons made of cardboard,
On piles of books and newspapers,
And suitcases that are stored.
Curled up under furniture,
In places we’d never think to look.
Or nestled behind a flower pot,
In a hard to find nook.
Since my cat sleeps for at least sixteen hours each day
He must be bored of sleeping in the same old way!
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Springy Sidewalk
- By Kenn Nesbitt
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What would happen if a different type of cement were to be used on sidewalks? In this amusing poem by former Children’s Poet Laureate Kenn Nesbitt, we find out the silliness that would be sure to ensue. Kenn Nesbitt’s poems have been used in hundreds of school textbooks around the world.

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The people outside on the sidewalk
can’t seem to remain on the ground.
They’re jumping and hopping and springing,
and generally bouncing around.

The people outside on the sidewalk
can’t seem to remain on the ground.
They’re jumping and hopping and springing,
and generally bouncing around.

I’ve never seen anything like it.
It’s such an unusual scene,
as if they have springs in their sneakers,
or bounce on a big trampoline.

I think I know what may have happened
that caused this chaotic event:
Last week they replaced our old sidewalk
with one made of rubber cement!

“Springy Sidewalk” copyright © 2021 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Published in The Aliens Have Landed at Our School. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com
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Let Me Out Of The Class
- By Kenn Nesbitt
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Some students don’t enjoy being in school. They would like to be practically anywhere else. However, there are still some places that make the classroom not seem so bad. What is worse than being in school? Famous poet Kenn Nesbitt always knows how to make his readers laugh with his humorous children’s poetry.

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(sing to the tune of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game")

Let me out of the classroom.
Let me out of the school.

(sing to the tune of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game")

Let me out of the classroom.
Let me out of the school.
I’m not so good at geography.
I would rather be watching T.V.

It’s still twenty minutes till recess.
Lunch is hours away.
Won’t you please, please, please get me out
of the class today?

Someone’s here with a note now.
Teacher’s calling my name.
He says my mother is right outside.
I should go and she’ll give me a ride

to my yearly dentist appointment.
I forgot it’s today!
Teacher please, please, please help me out.
Won’t you let me stay?

“Let Me Out of the Classroom” copyright © 2007 Kenn Nesbitt. All Rights Reserved. Published in Revenge of the Lunch Ladies. Reprinted by permission of the author. www.poetry4kids.com
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Children's Poetry On Social Media - Page 2

Candy Andy enjoys candy so much that he tries to find any way to get it.

Buying Halloween candy early enough in the season provides a lot of options, but sometimes having it in the house for too long before October 31st can be a problem.

Halloween can be filled with many scary things for children. It’s easy to let our imaginations run away with us.

Picking out Halloween costumes is a lot of fun for children. The options are endless. In this poem, one child knows exactly what he wants to be…something that will cause fright for other kids.

What would happen if a different type of cement were to be used on sidewalks? In this amusing poem by former Children’s Poet Laureate Kenn Nesbitt, we find out the silliness that would be sure to ensue. Kenn Nesbitt’s poems have been used in hundreds of school textbooks around the world.