I have fallen in love with cute little kid poems. I love the happy little rhymes that are so simple to understand. That's my biggest pet-peeve with other poetry. Why does it have to be so complicated? They all seem as if they are trying to be something they aren't. Grr poetry to me is just way to deep and fake!
Favorite poems so far:
(All by Kenn Nesbitt from poetry4kids.com)
Broccoli for Breakfast
Broccoli for breakfast.
Broccoli for lunch.
Broccoli that's tender.
Broccoli with crunch.
Broccoli for dinner.
Broccoli for snacks.
Broccoli in boxes
and baskets and sacks.
Broccoli for weeks and
for months and for years.
It's up to my eyeballs.
It's up to my ears!
I used to like broccoli
but now, I'm afraid,
its beauty, at best,
is beginning to fade.
It's lacking in luster.
It's lost all its charm.
But that's how it goes
on a broccoli farm.
An Ordinary Day
There's a dolphin on my doorstep.
It's an ordinary day.
He's delivering the paper
in his ordinary way.
There's a bison in my bathtub
singing ordinary songs,
and some hippos having ordinary
hippo sing-alongs.
In the pantry there's a penguin
painting ordinary scenes
of opposums in their ordinary
orange submarines.
There's an ordinary rhino
racing up and down the stairs,
chasing ordinary chimpanzees
and ordinary bears.
In the living room are llamas
dancing ordinary jigs,
like a dozen rather ordinary
llama whirigigs.
It's an ordinary day for me;
I promise you it's true.
And I hope your day is simply
extra ordinary too. |
Well have a nice day everyone :) -Madalynne
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"Nothing, of course, begins at the time you think it did" -Lillian Hellman
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