Baby boy knew how to be loud.
His cry was far above the crowd.
Mother was a flop
at making him stop.
So she joined him and cried aloud.
Betty was a big teddy bear.
She lived with a girl with red hair.
They danced round and round
till Betty fell down.
Then Betty’s girl left her right there!
Before I knew it, he jumped in.
The water was up past his chin.
He then said “blub-blub”
and sank like a sub.
Then, to my chagrin, I jumped in!
My busy brain won't let me sleep,
so I count some fluffy white sheep.
The noise that they make
keeps me wide awake.
And my busy brain shouts “bleat bleat!”
When I’m writing a poem today,
I’ll be most careful what to say
because if I’m not
I’ll find that I’ve got
a “can’t-be-one” to throw away!
Frankie loved to fiddle round town.
He was great till it made a sound.
It would make a squeak,
followed by a shriek.
No fiddlin’ ability found!
Front of the Line
The front of the line I need Now!
Why are you ahead anyHow?
I want badly to rush
but I’d be quite crushed.
So, I’ll kinda-sorta slow down!