A really big box can be used in many ways
You can dress up and use it for plays
You can use it to hide in and give people a fright
or you can use it as a bed to sleep in at night
You can use it to play jokes on Krystal or Holly
anything you do in it will make you feel Jolly
The box can serve as a pretend fishing boat
or a cage for that funny little pet goat
Really big boxes are something to be adored
especially when you live in Rexburg where you are really bored
So next time you are finding yourself without something to do
You can go and find a really big box too!
Showing posts with label My Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Poems. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Friday, December 21, 2007
SNOWMAN
SNOWMAN
SNOW FALLS ON THE STREET
WHEN I SEE IT I I WANT TO TAP MY FEET
I WANT TO SING, I WANT DO DANCE
I WANT TO FROLIC, PLAY AND PRANCE
FOR WHEN IT SNOWS, IT'S A SPECIAL TREAT
FOR THERE IS SOMETHING THAT CAN'T BE BEAT
I CAN TAKE A LITTLE SNOW BALL
AND ROLL IT UP REALLY TALL
I CAN MAKE TWO OR THREE
PUT THEM TOGEHTER AND YOU WILL SEE
A SNOWMAN FORMS WITH JUST THREE SNOW LUMPS
A CARROT NOSE, STICK ARMS AND TWO COAL EYE CLUMPS
I'LL PUT A HAT UPON HIS HEAD SO WHITE
AND WRAP A SCARF AROUND HIS NECK SO TIGHT
I'LL THEN SING AND DANCE ALONG WITH HIM
PERHAPS I'LL EVEN CALL HIM TIM
PLAYING IN THE SNOW, WE WILL HAVE MUCH FUN
UNTIL THE DREADFUL DAY WHEN HE SEES THE SUN
THEN HE WILL MELT INTO THE GRASS
A BIG PUDDLE OF WATERY MASS
I WILL MISS HIM AND PERHAPS SHED A TEAR
BUT THEN I'LL REMEMBER THERE IS ALWAYS NEXT YEAR!
THEN I WILL MAKE ME A BRAND NEW BUD
WHO WILL SING AND DANCE AND PLAY IN THE MUD
HOW VERY EXCITING THE FALLING SNOW LOOKS
WHEN THERE IS SNOW OUTSIDE, WHO NEEDS BOOKS?
SO THIS WINTER WHEN YOUR FEELING SAD
GO OUTSIDE, SNOWMEN WILL MAKE YOU GLAD!
SNOW FALLS ON THE STREET
WHEN I SEE IT I I WANT TO TAP MY FEET
I WANT TO SING, I WANT DO DANCE
I WANT TO FROLIC, PLAY AND PRANCE
FOR WHEN IT SNOWS, IT'S A SPECIAL TREAT
FOR THERE IS SOMETHING THAT CAN'T BE BEAT
I CAN TAKE A LITTLE SNOW BALL
AND ROLL IT UP REALLY TALL
I CAN MAKE TWO OR THREE
PUT THEM TOGEHTER AND YOU WILL SEE
A SNOWMAN FORMS WITH JUST THREE SNOW LUMPS
A CARROT NOSE, STICK ARMS AND TWO COAL EYE CLUMPS
I'LL PUT A HAT UPON HIS HEAD SO WHITE
AND WRAP A SCARF AROUND HIS NECK SO TIGHT
I'LL THEN SING AND DANCE ALONG WITH HIM
PERHAPS I'LL EVEN CALL HIM TIM
PLAYING IN THE SNOW, WE WILL HAVE MUCH FUN
UNTIL THE DREADFUL DAY WHEN HE SEES THE SUN
THEN HE WILL MELT INTO THE GRASS
A BIG PUDDLE OF WATERY MASS
I WILL MISS HIM AND PERHAPS SHED A TEAR
BUT THEN I'LL REMEMBER THERE IS ALWAYS NEXT YEAR!
THEN I WILL MAKE ME A BRAND NEW BUD
WHO WILL SING AND DANCE AND PLAY IN THE MUD
HOW VERY EXCITING THE FALLING SNOW LOOKS
WHEN THERE IS SNOW OUTSIDE, WHO NEEDS BOOKS?
SO THIS WINTER WHEN YOUR FEELING SAD
GO OUTSIDE, SNOWMEN WILL MAKE YOU GLAD!
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Tis the Season to be Sick
As I sit here at my desk coughing, sniffling and trying to breathe out of one nostril, I came up with this little poem:
Winter time has finally come
the trees no longer make their leafy hum
The snow falls to coat the world in white
people are bundled up really tight
Decorations are hung and lights do glow
but there is something else you should know
While some are sing of Santa and mangers
I'm singing of the winter dangers
Because 'tis the season to be sick
no, this is not a trick
because coughing and sneezing are on their way
sniffling and sore throats will ruin your day
vitamin C, cough drops and tissues are your friends
you'll be glad when it all finally ends
and you can breathe not only out of one nostril, but two
and smell again the sweet Christmas stew
So remember and beware of the wintery cold
that preys on the young, and the very old
Because 'tis the season to be sick
Happy Winter from a groovy Chick!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
My ever so interesting dilemas
Life is always full of fun surprises and interesting twists and turns to keep us on our toes... I wonder if ballerinas have such surprises, afterall, they are always on their toes....Now there is something to think about.
Dilema numero 1: why are boys so chicken? Why am I so chicken? I think I need some type of motivated unchickenized boost... maybe I should eat some beef... that's the opposite of chicken... I need to be more beefy!!
Here is my ode to Beef:
Chicken or Beef it's an ongoing qwest
to determine which is the best
Chickens are small, they make a funny sound
Beef is large and they moo like a hound
So wich is better, the chicken or the beef
this question has caused many greif.
I say we put the two to a test
We have them fight to see who is best.
But if my observations are to be true
The beefy cow will sound a moo
The chicky chicken will say cluck cluck
and that is when things will go amuck
The beef will charge with all his might
and the chicken will run because of fright.
So when you are offered chicken vs. Cow
I would reccommend to choose the one who knows how.
So what can we learn from this little rhyme?
The Beef beats the chicken anytime!!
So the next time you are faced with a choice
Stand up tall and raise your beefy cow voice!
Okay, so there is my Ode to beef... moral of th story... don't be a chicken!!
That is all I have for now. toodle-oo!
Dilema numero 1: why are boys so chicken? Why am I so chicken? I think I need some type of motivated unchickenized boost... maybe I should eat some beef... that's the opposite of chicken... I need to be more beefy!!
Here is my ode to Beef:
Chicken or Beef it's an ongoing qwest
to determine which is the best
Chickens are small, they make a funny sound
Beef is large and they moo like a hound
So wich is better, the chicken or the beef
this question has caused many greif.
I say we put the two to a test
We have them fight to see who is best.
But if my observations are to be true
The beefy cow will sound a moo
The chicky chicken will say cluck cluck
and that is when things will go amuck
The beef will charge with all his might
and the chicken will run because of fright.
So when you are offered chicken vs. Cow
I would reccommend to choose the one who knows how.
So what can we learn from this little rhyme?
The Beef beats the chicken anytime!!
So the next time you are faced with a choice
Stand up tall and raise your beefy cow voice!
Okay, so there is my Ode to beef... moral of th story... don't be a chicken!!
That is all I have for now. toodle-oo!
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Peanut Butter
I've had several requests for this poem, so here it is:
Peanut Butter
by: Natalie Horrocks
One day I came across a nut
So, I brought it into my hut.
I looked and stared and didn't know what to do
Then I took it in my hand and said, "I'll squish you!"
I squished and squished and it didn't budge
Then I thouht, hmm, I'll eat some fudge.
Little did I know the fudge made me think
Then I walked over to the kitchen sink.
I grabbed a tool with a really flat end
And as the hammer came close, I said, "See ya my friend!"
Then the little nut said, "Please, not me!"
And when tears came to his eyes I gave him sympathy.
Me and the nut were as close as ever
And when he asked if I'd squish him I said, "NEVER!"
Then one day, the accident came
I got up to get us a game.
The poor little nut rolled onto the floor
I didn't see him because I was behind the door.
I walked over and yelled, "Oh Nut!"
But I couldn't see him anywhere in my hut!
Then, with a step, I heard a loud sound
I had squished that nut into the ground!!
Now, Momma always said, "What you kill you eat!"
So I scraped that nut right off of my feet.
I placed the squished nut onto some bread
And said, "I'm sorry I made you dead."
And in an instant I opened up and took a bite
And I thought about the taste all through the night.
It tasted so good, I had made something new!
Then I thought, I'm gonna find some more of you!!
And that my friend is how peanut butter began
Outside my hut, near a tin can.
I'm still sad that nut is dead
But it sure tastes good on top of my bread!!
(I know, I'm a dork...but hey, it was clever!)
by: Natalie Horrocks
One day I came across a nut
So, I brought it into my hut.
I looked and stared and didn't know what to do
Then I took it in my hand and said, "I'll squish you!"
I squished and squished and it didn't budge
Then I thouht, hmm, I'll eat some fudge.
Little did I know the fudge made me think
Then I walked over to the kitchen sink.
I grabbed a tool with a really flat end
And as the hammer came close, I said, "See ya my friend!"
Then the little nut said, "Please, not me!"
And when tears came to his eyes I gave him sympathy.
Me and the nut were as close as ever
And when he asked if I'd squish him I said, "NEVER!"
Then one day, the accident came
I got up to get us a game.
The poor little nut rolled onto the floor
I didn't see him because I was behind the door.
I walked over and yelled, "Oh Nut!"
But I couldn't see him anywhere in my hut!
Then, with a step, I heard a loud sound
I had squished that nut into the ground!!
Now, Momma always said, "What you kill you eat!"
So I scraped that nut right off of my feet.
I placed the squished nut onto some bread
And said, "I'm sorry I made you dead."
And in an instant I opened up and took a bite
And I thought about the taste all through the night.
It tasted so good, I had made something new!
Then I thought, I'm gonna find some more of you!!
And that my friend is how peanut butter began
Outside my hut, near a tin can.
I'm still sad that nut is dead
But it sure tastes good on top of my bread!!
(I know, I'm a dork...but hey, it was clever!)
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Cheese
Another poem by me, because I am BORED!
Cheese
Cheese, oh cheese, it's so great!
It comes in different sizes and lots of shapes
It's white, and yellow and sometimes brown
When you have cheese you'll never frown
You can eat it grated, or shredded or sliced
You can even eat it when it's diced.
Cheese is such a lovely treat
It's often eaten on top of meat.
So next time you get the lovely chance
To eat some cheese, throw out a dance
Because that cheese is such a party delight
It will break up any fight!
Cheese can also be a work of art
But becareful when you eat it, it can also make you fart!
But don’t worry, cheese is worth every bit of stink
Because it tastes so good, don’t you think?
So next time you are running late,
Grab some cheese because it's great!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
more randomness
This is my blog,
I don't like kissing frogs
I like to write random things,
and go fishing in springs.
If you think that I'm odd
you should see my cousin, Todd!
Poems are fun to write
me and my family are pretty tight.
Well, this is all for now
I know when you read this you'll say "wow"
but you'll have to wait until next time
I'll write more maybe if you give me a dime.
Okay I'm really leaving, I am
Maybe I will call Sam.
BYE
I don't like kissing frogs
I like to write random things,
and go fishing in springs.
If you think that I'm odd
you should see my cousin, Todd!
Poems are fun to write
me and my family are pretty tight.
Well, this is all for now
I know when you read this you'll say "wow"
but you'll have to wait until next time
I'll write more maybe if you give me a dime.
Okay I'm really leaving, I am
Maybe I will call Sam.
BYE
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