41. Sneezles
Famous Poem
Christopher Robin
Had wheezles
And sneezles,
They bundled him
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I often wish I were a King,
And then I could do anything.
If only I were King of Spain,
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A boy who didn't like ice cream?
That almost seems like a crime!
This is the story of Logan
And about trying foods more than one time.
I love this poem! I think this is so true- my niece used to hate broccoli, then tried it again and liked it. If you don't think you like something, try it again anyway: you might find your...
My next door neighbor is a witch,
And she lives way down in a ditch.
Her clothing is a little strange,
Because she never wants to change.
I REALLY GOT SCARED OMG but YES this poem is really so so so funny.
Please cover your nose.
You sneezed on Miss Muffet
and ruined her clothes.
You sprayed Mother Hubbard
The poem gives a good lesson how to behave while you are sneezing.
Today the teacher farted.
It was an awful smell.
It was just like a rotting egg,
Straight from the depths of hell!
Haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Was researching poems about families for children to teach this term when I somehow came across this poem.
Thank you so much!
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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 Jeremy's shirt.
So cute!! Like the spaghetti, chocolate, ice-cream. It's the kids that get the dirtiest, that have the most fun. It's a lifetime of adventure and silliness that they will remember forever....
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.
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Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
Who am I?
I am a surprise
I don't have eyes
I'm wrapped in plastic
Oh, I hate guessing, but this poem made me smile...you could be a chocolate or maybe an ice cream!
I took a walk in the city today
to try to pass the time away.
Saw lots of people walking too.
Stepped right in a pile of doggy doo.
Nice poem, very inspiring for kids. Thanks.