WELCOME! Thank you for visiting. This page is mostly just my own personal poetry exhibition. I post the poems that I like, including classics, things from friends, and (on occasion) my own original works. On this page this week are three poems from A Child's Anthology of Poetry, edited by Elizabeth Hauge Sword with Victoria Flournoy McCarthy, Illustrated by Tom Pohrt. I really like Pachycephalosaurus. =) I hope that you enjoy reading these poems and God bless you!!Sign My Guestbook View My Guestbook
The Gingerbread Man
The gingerbread man gave a gingery shout:
"Quick! Open the oven and let me out!"
He stood up straight in his baking pan.
He jumped to the floor and away he ran.
"Catch me," he called, "if you can, can, can."
The gingerbread man met a cock and a pig
And a dog that was brown and twice as big
As himself. But he called to them all as he ran,
"You can't catch a runaway gingerbread man."
The gingerbread man met a reaper and sower.
The gingerbread man met a thresher and mower;
But no matter how fast they scampered and ran
They couldn't catch up with a gingerbread man.
Then he came to a fox and he turned to face him.
He dared Old Reynard to follow and chase him;
But when he stepped under the fox's nose
Something happened. What do you s'pose?
The fox gave a snap. The fox gave a yawn,
And the gingerbread man was gone, gone, GONE.
- Rowena Bennett
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Be kind and tender to the Frog,
And do not call him name,
As "Slimy-skin," or "Polly-wog,"
Or likewise "Uncle James,"
Or "Gape-a-grin," or "Toad-gone-wrong,"
Or "Billy Bandy-knees":
The frog is justly sensitive
To epithets like these.
No animal will more repay
A treatment kind and fair,
At least, so lonely people say
Who keep a frog(and by the way,
They are extremely rare).
- Hilaire Belloc
Among the later dinosaurs
Though not the largest, strongest,
The name that was the longest.
Yet he had more than syllables,
As you may well suppose.
He had great knobs upon his cheeks
And spikes upon his nose.
Ten inches thick, atop his head,
A bump of bone projected.
By this his brain, though hardly worth
Protecting, was protected.
No claw or tooth, no tree that fell
Upon his head kerwhacky,
Could crack or crease or jar or scar
That stony part of Paky.
And so he nibbled plants in peace
And lived untroubled days.
Sometimes, in fact, as Paky proved,
To be a bonehead pays.
- Richard Armour
Well, that's all for now. If you still want to read some more poems, just check out my other page, which is currently showing: The Works of Anonymous , one of the greatest philosophers, poets, and braniacs of mankind. Please also check out this page when you get the time. I'll be trying to change what's posted on a regular basis, probably once every week. If you have the chance, please e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org For now, have a good day & week. God bless ya. Ciao!!