Poems and Limericks

Mr Giraffe

Mr Giraffe you make me laugh You seem to be made all wrong With your head so high way up in the sky And your neck so very long It seems to me that your dinner and tea Have such a long way to go And I am wondering, and I am wondering Whether they know which way to go

The Waterbuck

A waterbuck sat on a loo Freshly painted And when she saw that She nearly fainted With nods of their heads The others then said My dear, never fear Your bottom painted white Is a wonderful sight

Two old tortoises

Two old tortoises going for a walk “Good morning” says the one “Shall we have a talk” “Yes” said the other “I do enjoy a chat” And they walked along together With a natter, natter, nat

Counting

Here I come number one Like an ostrich I can run Here I come number two Bouncing like a kangeroo Here I come number three Squich, squich, squich like a chimpanzee Here I come number four Like a lion I can roar Here I come number five Teach the elephants how to jive Here I come number six Monkeys doing lots of tricks Here I come number seven Eagles soar up to heaven Here I come number eight Flamingoes stand so tall and straight Here I come number nine Penguins marching in a line Here I come number ten The animals shout “lets begin again”

Cats sleep anywhere

Cats sleep anywhere Any table, any chair Top of piano, window ledge In the middle, on the edge Open drawer, empty shoe Anybody’s lap will do Fitted in a cardboard box In the cupboard with your frocks They don’t care Cats sleep anywhere!

My Puppy

It’s funny my puppy knows just how I feel When I am happy he is yappy And squirms like an eel When I am grumpy he is slumpy And stays at my heel Its funny my puppy knows such a great deal

Sammy the Seal

Sammy the seal Was a slippery seal And a slippery seal was he He slithered and slid To the sandy shore And slipped back into the sea

A kitten

He’s nothing much but fur And two round eyes of blue, He has a giant purr And a midget mew.

He darts and pats the air, He starts and cocks his ear, When there is nothing there For him to see and hear.

He runs around in rings But why we cannot tell; With sideway leaps he springs At things invisible-

Then half-way through a leap His startled eyeballs close, And he drops off to sleep With one paw on his nose.

The Little Brown Bunny

A little brown bunny He lived in a hill In a cosy warm hole That was roomy until He grew bigger and bouncier Never was still No no – he never was still. “Now, look” said his mother One cold sunny day “I know you’ll keep warm If you go out to play You just fidget and fidget And get in my way Yes yes – you get in my way”.

The little brown bunny came out of his hole And he skipped And he hopped And he went for a stroll ‘til he came to a molehill And there was a mole Yes yes – a sleepy old mole.

The little brown bunny Hopped merrily round While the sleepy old mole He sat up on his mound And clapped with his slippers A tappety sound Yes yes – a tappety sound

The little brown bunny Said “why do you wink?” The sleepy old mole said “My eyes seem to blink but moles sleep so long that they really can’t think No no – they really can’t think”

The little brown bunny Went back to his hole And he said”I will often come out for a stroll And I’ll dance if you’ll clap for me kind Mr Mole?” “Yes yes”- said the sleepy old mole “I’ll clap and I,ll clap” Said the sleepy old mole.

The Little Brown Bunny Contributed by Jill Sowerbutts

I like you poems- here is one of my daughter’s favourites- The Little Brown Bunny