POEMS FOR CHILDREN

I have absolutely no idea when I wrote these.

CRUELLY CREEPY

When the moon comes out at night

All the Mozzyquitos bite.

When the sun comes up at day

All the fly things, fly my way.

When I’m standing on the shore

Creepy Crawlies, crawl, much more.

When I’m standing in the sea

Slippery Slimies, come for me.

I see them flying, all around,

I see them crawling on the ground.

I wish that they could not see me;

I wish that they would let me be.

OF DREAMS AND THINGS

‘”As I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord, my soul, to keep.”

If I dream before I wake, I hope it’s one Walt Disney make!’

                                                                             Ian Deal 1996

When Pineapple People paint Pink Panthers blue

I’ll cry you some crocodile tears;

Then show you the gold,

Before you grow old,

The rainbow has hidden for years.

We could fly to the moon

In a hot air balloon,

Where Peter Pan flies, out of sight.

Or travel afar ~ to the Wishing Well star;

There’s nothing you can’t do at night.

When brave Marmite soldiers, fight battles with eggs;

Then who will you let win the war?

I’m not what I seem, I’m only a dream

And all of the things you adore.

Can they be true?

These things that we do;

Or maybe you’ve done them before.

I’m not what I seem ~ I’m only a dream

And all of the things you adore.

FIREWORKS

Shapes and sizes -

Rocket rises;

Fizzing, whizzing

ZOOM.

Rainbows shatter,

Glitter scatter,

Pitter, Patter

BOOM!

IMAGINE

Imagine a beach, that’s all covered with snow

Where waves have surrendered and daffodils grow.

Imagine a rainbow, where the colours have run,

In the heat of the moment, by a hot sticky bun.

Imagine a lifetime that just cannot grow old

In a land made of chocolate, all shiny and gold.

Now imagine a sunset, that lights up the stars,

Where blue, smiling, dolphins drive round in red cars.

Can you?

LOTTERY JACK-POT

 (What we would do if we won the lottery - by some of class year 3)

Sophie……………............When my Mum wins a million

They'll call me 'Spendy Spice'

And I'll be a famous girl band;

Then everyone will say - 'She's nice!'

Ryan……………...............When my Dad wins the million

I won't have time for school,

For I'll be playing for Man U

And when I score they'll say - 'He's cool!'

Christopher……...........I'm not sure that I deserve it

But I'd buy a toy for Jack,

He's my friend and has not got one;

And I won't ask for it back!

WENDY DARLING!

Oh Wendy darling - marry me!

You know our love was meant to be,

Just like the moon and stars that shine…

Please Wendy, say that you'll be mine.

I'll give up football for a week,

And kiss you only, on the cheek.

I'll do my homework every night,

And promise that I'll never fight.

No matter what the boys might say

I'll walk you home from school each day.

So Wendy, please say you'll agree

And marry me at half past three.

WHEN A DRAGON COMES A KNOCKIN'

When a dragon comes a knockin’

Knock, knock, knockin on your door,

If awake – stop all your doings.

If asleep – Oh don’t you snore!

For a dragon only visits
When he’s hungry, that’s for sure!

And a dragon snacks on titbits

That you can’t buy at the store.

For you never see one shopping,

In the aisle or checkout queue.

For they’re too busy a knockin’,

Late at night – Oh yes it’s true!

If a dragon comes a knockin’,

There is, but one thing to do,

Pretend that you have not heard him

And he might, just not, eat you!

WHO'S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WHALES

‘Alice often wondered what her mum would say about the emu’s. 

They were just like pigs at teatime,; wolfing down their food. 

Still the whales knew ~ didn’t they!'

Llorrac Siwel … 1998

I huffed not once,

I huffed not twice,

Small piggies tell tall tales.

It was not me, I asked my mum;

She blames it on the whales.

I was not there,

My hair is bald,

The emu lied ~ for sure.

You ask my mum, she’ll tell you when

The whales knocked on our door.

I kept it locked,

They’re big you know,

That’s why they live at sea!

I don’t think pig and emu’s mum

Would let them stay for tea.

I think it’s true,

But I’m not sure;

My mum she didn’t say.

It was not me, it was the whales,

That blew their house away!