21. I Hate Brussels Sprouts!
I know that stink! I have no doubts
That Mom has cooked up Brussels sprouts.
Of all the things that I despise,
The Brussels sprout would take first prize.
I know that stink! I have no doubts
That Mom has cooked up Brussels sprouts.
Of all the things that I despise,
The Brussels sprout would take first prize.
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How tiring it is
To be three years old.
Sit here, eat that,
Be constantly told.
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Granddad's got new glasses,
But he still can't see his feet.
No, his eyes are not the problem.
It's the amount of food he eats.
Grandma may be splittin hairs
to call Grandpa rotund,
but I believe she's got it right
as he weighs in at a quarter ton!
And just between you and me
and the lamppost on the...
These words I say without a stutter:
I hate the taste of peanut butter!
In Reese's chocolate it may stay
But keep the butter far away.
Oh what fun at a time when there's a sense of so much doom and gloom. More please!
Best wishes, Ann
Yucky Chucky Tucker was smelly as can be,
he never took a bath and hardly ever brushed his teeth.
Everywhere he went he left an odor in the air,
and Yucky Chucky Tucker never combed his hair.
I once had a kitty
who had stripes in her fur.
I could pet her and brush her,
and boy could she purr.
Thank you, Brittany, for taking the time to comment on my poem. You were to kind with your words. I hope this poem brought a smile to your heart. -God Bless-
Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
'Tis a marvel of great renown!
It blooms on the shore of the Lollypop sea
In the garden of Shut-Eye Town;
If my world were made of chocolate,
I know what I would do.
I'd make a chocolate mountain
And share it all with you.
This lovely poem is very enjoyable and resembles one I made about candy land.
I quite often look at my shadow.
I like how it follows me round
And does all the same things that I do
Without ever making a sound.
Harvey is a huge hippopotamus
Who bathes in a bay that is bottomless
HIs mouth is as large
As a riverboat barge
Hi Rita, thanks for the kind words about Harvey the Hippo. I've got about 20 otherr poems like Harvey. I can also furnish an illustrator. You go ahead and find a publisher, and we can be...
My brother can eat.
Hide your fruits,
Hide your snacks,
Hide all your treats.
Some are as long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell roses
From a couple of miles or more.
I think children will like the poem. It's funny. You must have a lot of imagination to write such a poem. I like it!
I’ve heard mum say, and often too,
That washing up’s a bore.
Why she’d often give me tuppence
Just to do that dreadful chore.
We had a large garden around our house. In the morning we found it covered with leaves. We children were taught by our mothers and aunts to sweep it drawing designs with ekel brooms. We...
I once set out to make a fiend,
A gruesome thing that no one's seen.
A massive gore of teeth and claws
With sixteen eyes and monster paws.
It's like the story of Frankenstein. The rhyme is very fantastic and word choice is pleasing to the atmosphere of the poem. The ending is very dramatic; that seems to me the best part of...
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
Oh, I hate guessing, but this poem made me smile...you could be a chocolate or maybe an ice cream!
I often wish I were a King,
And then I could do anything.
If only I were King of Spain,
My mom said, "Eat all your soup,
every piece of chicken and every noodle."
But there's a cow in my soup.
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night that sounds a lot like thunder.
We don't live near the seashore, but almost every morn
I'm wakened by a noise that sounds like a fog horn.
The writer has given a humorous touch to a common incident found in many a home. Mother's lighthearted comment, "I don't mind; it's really a godsend" makes the idea more effective.
Milly-Rose has a long hairy nose
that would consistently wiggle and twitch.
The kids would giggle every time it wiggled
and believed she was a silly old witch.