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Showing posts with label Children poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Children poem. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 September 2012

The Make A Wish Foundation


Customarily candle lights are blown 
To make wishes, make a wish 
Make a wish and blow out the candle lights 

With your eyes closed, no peek, no peek 
Come now dear, dear,  make a wish 
And wish it to be just that true 

Fairy-tales and  dreams are made 
Of the same dust of  magic  from the heavens  
That made the earth, so make reality of your wish 

For this day, that and all the rest 
Make a wish, have a dream, close your eyes
Snap your fingers and believe it to be true 

By the time the day finds it ends 
With the sun out at sea, open your hearts  
And watch reality of your dreams come true 

Make a wish, make a wish 
Send an S.O.S to the make a wish foundation 
See my dear, fairy-tales and dreams do come true 

So make a wish on this day 
Make a wish, make a wish and have a dream 
Blow out the candle and make a wish, make a wish 
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Sunday, 2 September 2012

Wibbly Wobbly Wack


Wibbly wobbly duck, wack 
It is your turn to throw the red soft ball 
Buddy, you just got made, wack 

This would be a game for playgrounds 
Run run run around, duck and never get hit 
By the wibbly wobbly wack  

Wibbly wobbly wack, you just got made, wack 
If you run in a straight line, easy pizzy buddy 
That is just simply a wibbly wobbly wack

Wibbly wobbly wack, dear dear, wack 
It is your turn to chase us all wibbly wobbly wack 
With the wibbly wobbly wack, a red soft ball  

Friday, 3 August 2012

How to Bake a Goose Pie



I have gathered the birds 
All in these baskets of harvest 

I have harvested the grain 
All in these sacks of full 

I have booked a place 
On the mill to turn this grain into flour 

I have set a date with the baker 
Baker man, baker man, bake me a pie  

As we celebrate on banquet 
A  thousand birds fly out of the pie

Oh what a pie to bake before a king 
But the goose seems nice on the taste bud, bud  

Thursday, 5 July 2012

Adventure with the Greek gods


Would the sun ever touch the sea 
Each day I wonder at sunset 
Each day I wander, at sun down 
And wish to be a Greek god to know 


Does the sun ever touches the sea 
Always too far in a distance to tell 
Out in the ocean, far from me 
Does the sun ever touch the sea 


Does the sea bubble hot, like boiling water 
Does the sun cool down where they meet 
Apollo and Poseidon on a show down 
A front seat view with popcorn at sunset 


Before Achlys takes over the night 
And all innocent do sleep the night 
This is the story of adventure 
Told to the infants as bed time stories 


Just before they close their eyes
To be made Greek gods on adventures
In the morning I hope to know
If the sun ever touched the sea


Who was there, who saw it all
Who became a Greek god
And had a dream, filled with adventure
Did the sun ever touch the sea

Tuesday, 2 February 2010

Dearly departed love


My beetle bee
In summer, you were my saddle ride,..
My sunflower bright and friends...
O friend, O friend 


In winter my carriage horse,..
We made it through bad weathers,..
Keeping my seat warm,..
On snow slippery roads slide,..


When shofar horns called out..
Chauffeurs, Seans and Viennas made of us,..
Riding to London to see the princesses..
And the prince in Royal Berkshire..


Beautiful like an Arabian princesses..
You had all the looks,..u bug..
Skin tone, summery green yellowish bright,..
O stop it you bug 


You stood out, 
To be seen a mile away, a rebel...
Like the odd gem out, steering me to the left ..
To the right with bravado tease 


I had a dream and in my dream..
I saw you float, flying like a bee ..
When I woke you were gone..
My bug, my beetle bee 


My beetle bee,..
Smooth like the Beatles music..
Smooth rides in cruze..
Summers the best with sparkle 


You always made my day bright..
And for that, my dear friend
You will be dearly missed..
Beetle bee, my beetle you 
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