Bear In There
Theres a Polar Bear
In our Frigidaire--
He likes it cause its cold in there.
With his seat in the meat
And his fa the fish
And his big hairy paws
Itery dish,
Hes nibbling the noodles,
Hes mung the rice,
Hes slurping the soda,
Hes lig the ice.
As out a roar
If you open the door.
And it gives me a scare
To know hes in there--
That Polary Bear
In our Fridgitydaire.
The Sitter
Mrs. McTwitter was the baby-sitter
I think shes a little bit crazy.
She thinks a baby-sitters supposed
To sit upon the baby.
Picture Puzzle Piece
One picture puzzle piece
Lyin on the sidewalk,
One picture puzzle piece
Soakin in the rain.
It might be a button of blue
On the coat of the woman
Who lived in a shoe.
It might be a magical bean,
Or a fold in the red
Velvet robe of a queen.
It might be the otle bite
Of the apple her stepmother
Gave to Snow White.
It might be the veil of a bride
Or a bottle with some evil genie inside.
It might be a small tuft of hair
On the big bouncy belly
Of Bobo the Bear.
It might be a bit of the cloak
Of the Witch of the West
As she melted to smoke.
It might be a shadowy trace
Of a tear that runs down an angels face.
Nothing has more possibilities
Than one old wet picture puzzle piece.
The Little Boy and the Old Man
Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
Said the old man, "I do that too."
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
"I do that too," laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, "I often cry."
The old man nodded, "So do I."
"But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
Grown-ups dont pay attention to me."
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand.
"I know what you mean," said the little old man.
Aer
"A geeater,"
The pet man told me dad.
Turned out, it was an auer,
And now my uncles mad!