THE BOWLING BALL AND THE POPSICLE

February 20, 2017
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The bowling ball and the popsicle met on the path to the palace.   Said the bowling ball to the popsicle, ‘Would you believe that my name is Alice?’   Said the popsicle to the bowling ball, ‘Why not if you so say?’   ‘Because,’ replied the bowling ball, ‘my actual name is Fay.’   […]

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THE SASH – A NONSENSE POEM

March 8, 2016
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He wove a sash of chocolate He wove a sash of ice When asked to choose which one to wear He said, ‘They’re both so nice. I’ll wear them stuck together with a paste made out of rice.’ And off he went down the lane trotting like a collie He paused beside a prickly bush […]

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REGINALD SPOONMERRY

November 18, 2015
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Reginald Spoonmerry went off to swim wearing a hat with a vastly wide brim. The hat, it was blue where it fit on his head, but the rim all around was immensely quite red. Shouting ‘Hurrah!’ and ‘Bumpeddy bump!’ Reginald Spoonmerry did in the sea jump. His hat floated off and sailed out of sight. […]

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THE BLUE BINGLE – AN EDWARD LEAR HOMAGE TALE

March 24, 2015

The Blue Bingle Chapter One Next to a charming and nasty moat on a pile of sticks lived the blue bingle. It was larger than a hen, but smaller than a forest. In happy desperation one day the blue bingle decided to travel far, wide and narrow in order to satisfy its curiosity about the […]

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THE STRAWBERRY STEW LIMERICK

April 21, 2014

There once was a man from Kazoo who fell into a strawberry stew. He said, ‘This is no joke-a’ while the band played a polka and the man kicked the stew all askew.

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THE EIDERDOWN PILLOW DISASTER

January 11, 2013
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There is a snowman on my head. I’m wearing socks, one blue, one red, hopping on one foot into town clutching a pillow of eiderdown. – The pillow bursts and feathers fly. How did this happen? Why, oh why? The snowman melts. I slink from town covered in fluffs of eiderdown.

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THE PIG’S POEM ALL ABOUT BEARS

November 20, 2012

“This is my poem all about bears. It’s not about chickens. It’s not about pears. It’s not about clumsily tumbling downstairs. In fact, as I noted, it’s all about bears. The first part’s about a grizzly and panda taking high tea on a random veranda. The next part’s about a white bear most polar angrily […]

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NONSENSE POEM BY A LOON

September 26, 2012

Sometimes I jump up and down shouting, “Rice!” It frightens the birds and scatters the mice. Why do I do this? I know it’s not nice. Oh well, time to stand on my head screaming, “Ice!”

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