Children's Poems
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Beryl's Poetry Snacks
THE BET
Good day Mr Crow
I think it might snow,'
said the Magpie flying by.
The Crow looked up
and pulled his face,
'No, the clouds are much too high'.
'Well wait and see,'
the Magpie said,
'I'll bet you a worm it does'.
'Alright you're on,'
replied the Crow,
'it'll be the easiest worm I've won'.
As evening came Magpie called,
'You've lost the bet Black Crow'.
'What do you mean?'
Crow spluttered and cawed,
'There hasn't been any snow!'
'Oh yes there has, inches of it,
a few miles over there.
When I made the bet
I said there'd be snow,
but I didn't say just where'.
SNEEZING
The big blue whale
opened his mouth
and swallowed
all the fish.
He started to sneeze
and blew them back out,
tish! tish! tish!
THE VEST
The big dog scratched
and shook his head,
'It really is a pest.
I've done nothing but itch
since I took Mum's advice
and put on my woolly vest.
It'll have to go,
it's driving me mad,
itching and scratching all day.
When she's not looking
I'll take it off,
and throw Mr Scratchy away'.
By Beryl Lomas
WINTRY JACK
Jack Frost dances on window sills
and looks in from outside
to see if children are sleeping still
before Santa Claus arrives.
Hanging icicles on the roofs,
he jumps from house to house
breathing on the window panes
to stop them looking out.
With pointed shoes and icicle hair
he slides along the paths,
polishing them so Santa’s sleigh
can go extremely fast.
With long, green coat and black top hat
he makes merry while they sleep,
sitting on chimneys and freezing pipes,
frosting the snow so deep.
His job is done when he hears the sound of Santa and his sleigh.
In a flurry of snow he disappears
waving Santa on his way.
ONCE UPON CHRISTMAS
Father Christmas tell us a tale
of children long ago,
in houses whitened by the sun
or half-hidden by the snow.
Did they dream of Christmas time
each in their different way,
wondering what the day would bring
as the children do today?
We hope you go around the world
leaving fun at every door
and for those who don't have an awful lot,
please leave a little more.
To all the children who went before
and those who are still to come,
Merry Christmas to you all
and may God bless every one.
A THOUGHT
Carols and puddings,
chocolates and wine,
but please remember
why we have Christmas time.
By Beryl Lomas