Posts filed under ‘Jack Prelutsky’
The leaves are yellow, red and brown,
A shower sprinkles softly down
And the air is fragrant, crisp and cool,
And once again, I’m stuck in school.
Monday’s troll is mean and rotten,
Tuesday’s troll is misbegotten,
Wednesday’s troll is extra smelly,
Thursday’s has a baggy belly.
Friday’s troll is great and grimy,
Saturday’s is short and slimy –
But Sunday’s troll is crabby, cross,
And full of sour applesauce.
I love you more than applesauce,
Than peaches and a plum,
Than chocolate hearts,
And cherry tarts,
And berry bubble-gum.
I love you more than lemonade,
And seven-layer cake,
And candy drops,
And thick vanilla shake.
I love you more than marzipan,
Than marmalade on toast;
For I love pies
Of any size,
But I love you the most.
I made my dog a valentine,
she sniffed it very hard,
then chewed on it a little while
and left it in the yard.
I made one for my parakeets,
a pretty paper heart,
they pulled it with their claws and beaks
until it ripped apart.
I made one for my turtle,
all he did was get it wet,
I wonder if a valentine
is wasted on a pet.
I’m working on a valentine,
my very special own design,
a heart to give my Dad tonight…
(it’s quite a chore to get it right).
The first time that I cut it out,
one side was thin, the other stout…
And so I tried to fix it, but,
I made an error when I cut.
I wasn’t careful, though I tried,
and overcut the other side…
Just one more snip should do it, then….
Whoops! I cut too much again!
A snip off here, a snip off there,
and maybe just another hair….
It’s finally done, but understand,
it’s somewhat smaller than I’d planned.
It’s not much bigger than a bean…
the tiniest heart I’d ever seen.
I guess I’ll give it to him now…
I bet he likes it anyhow!
I bought a box of chocolate hearts,
a present for my mother,
they looked so good I tasted one,
and then I tried another.
They both were so delicious
that I ate another four,
and then another couple,
and then half a dozen more.
I couldn’t seem to stop myself,
I nibbled on and on,
before I knew what happened,
all the chocolate hearts were gone.
I felt a little guilty,
I was stuffed down to my socks,
I ate my mother’s valentine……
I hope she likes the box. 🙂