This is the last part of my jingle. It’s a conclusion, so it’s short.
But the toad,toad,toad
Went down the road,road,road
And was never seen again, again,again
Except by a hen,hen,hen.
This is the last part of my jingle. It’s a conclusion, so it’s short.
But the toad,toad,toad
Went down the road,road,road
And was never seen again, again,again
Except by a hen,hen,hen.
This is the next part of the jingle.
The big toad, toad, toad
On the road, road, road
That would eat, eat, eat
Him, thinking he was meat, meat, meat
But he wouldn’t like, like, like,
The taste of the pane, pane, pane
That went down the lane,lane,lane…
There’s more! Check in a week!
This is a jingle that my sister and I made up. It is a Thanksgiving one, but it still might be funny.
I went down, down, down
To English Town, town, town
To buy a turkey, turkey, turkey
I named him Tom Lurkey, Lurkey, Lurkey
Then I bought some corn, corn, corn
Wrapped in a horn, horn, horn
Next I bought some stuffing, stuffing, stuffing
But it went puffing, puffing, puffing
Down the lane, lane, lane
To buy a pane, pane, pane
Of window- glass, glass, glass
So it could pass, pass, pass…
Want to know what the stuffing wanted to pass? Check next Wednesday!
This is my most recent poem.
The Scene I Watched and Explored
On Tuesday evening, getting ready for bed,
Something hits me in the head!
I turn around, and lo!
There’s my sister, saying, “Oh!”
“I’m sorry- I didn’t mean it!”
Cries Maggie, looking like she’d been bit.
Now Susanna comes into the room.
She says, “Why did I hear that boom?”
Maggie, standing by our bed,
Says calmly, “I hit Molly in the head.”
Susanna screams, and runs to tell Mom.
But, of course, she’s on www.kingofprussia. com!
“Mom, Maggie hit Molly in the head!”
Behind Susanna is Maggie, dragging our bed.
She’s terrified(wouldn’t you be?)
“Mom, will you really drop water balloons on me?”
Maggie is sad.
Mom is mad!
She says, “Now GET INTO BED!
Before I do drop water balloons on your head!”
I’m in bed- it was a busy day.
But, as always, Susanna had a lot to say!
Here’s a poem I wrote in kindergarten. I think it’s very funny.
I Fell Down on My Roof
One day I was ice skating on the roof.
And the wind was so strong it blew me off-Poof!
I landed on the snow below.
When I got up, I said,”Whoa!”
Then I said,”Maybe I made a goof
To think that I could ice skate on my roof.”