A Family Difference
The Giant Tortoise lives so long - sometimes for three hundred years
The Giant Tortoise lives so long—
Sometimes for three hundred years.
What a lot that creature sees;
What a lot of things he hears!
His home is an island far away,
And there he seeks the food he’ll need.
He weighs perhaps five hundred pounds,
Which means he’s very big indeed.
The Little Tortoise, here at home,
Who ambles on the garden bed
Is very small, compared with him,
With tiny feet, and tiny head.
When winter comes, he tucks himself,
So warm and snug, inside his shell,
And sleeps the frosty days away
Till springtime comes, and all is well.
Five Brave Fire Fighters
Anonynous
Bow-wow, says the dog.
Mew, mew, says the cat.
Grunt, grunt, goes the hog.
And squeak goes the rat.
Tu-whu, says the owl.
Caw, caw, says the crow.
Quack, quack, says the duck.
And what cuckoos say you know
Cedric Centipede
I’m Cedric the Centipede
I’m Cedric the Centipede.
If you could add,
You’d find out the number
Of legs that I had.
I move very fast –
I’m gone in a flash.
With so many legs
It’s easy to dash!
Said the Whale
I'm only a great pig whale
"Zebras have stripes and leopards have spots,
And pigs have a curly tail,
But I haven't anything nice like that-
I'm only a great pig whale."
"Oh,, dear Mr. Whale," the animals cried,
"You don't need to make such a fuss.
You can swim, and spout water-a most clever trick.
Now why should you envy US?"
Larry The Lizard
The tale of my tail, Is perfectly wizard
I'm Larry the Lizard.
The tale of my tail
Is perfectly wizard.
If you grab it you'll fail
To catch me as well,
For I'll leave it behind,
And soon grove another
Of the very same kind.
Scrawl
Oh! My handwriting, my Handwriting
It seems as if elephant are fighting
Oh! My handwriting, my Handwriting
It seems as if elephant are fighting.
Frequently my teacher thinks aloud
That my handwriting is awfully stout
Everyday I have five minutes lecture
That my handwriting should have a better structure.
Most of the letters are in air
They, enrage the teacher, she pulls her hair
They say that my writing should be legible
Can't they think of something more sensible?
"To correct my copy it takes an hour
The teacher must have great strength and power
While correcting my paper the examiner might say,
"You know to correct this paper, I took a day."
And all the while I keep thinking
How, oh how can I improve my handwriting?
The Gentle Deer
Have you seen a little deer
Have you seen a little deer,
Playing in a wood.
Sometimes he lets you go quite near,
And wonders if he should.
But if he sees you mean no harm,
And you tip-toe by his side,
He knows that all is well and calm,
And he doesn't have to hide.
Of all the animals God has made,
He has the sweetest head,
And looks so preety in the glade,
With his coat of chestnut-red.
The Wheels of the Bus
The Wheels of the Bus
The wheels of the bus go,
Round and round, round and round;
All through the day!
The teacher in the bus goes sh-sh-sh.
The bell in the bus goes tring-tring-tring.
The horn in the bus goes pom-pom-pom.
The seat of the bus goes bum-bum-bum.
The children in the bus go up and down.
Up and down, up and down;
All through the day.
Good Manners
Recycle Me - O God!
We say "Thank you".
We say "Please".
And, "Excuse me",
When we sneeze.
That's the way
We do what's right.
We have manners,
We are polite
Here we go Round the Mango Tree
Recycle Me - O God!
MANAGO TREE
Here we go round the mango tree;
Early in the morning.
This is the way we brush our teeth;
This is the way we brush our teeth;
Early in the morning.
This is the way we comb our hair;
This is the way we comb our hair;
Early in the morning.
This is the way we wear our clothes;
This is the way we wear our clothes;
Early in the morning.
This is the way we polish our shoes;
Early in the morning.
This is the way we go to school;
This is the way we go to school;
Early in the morning.
Oh! Postman
-
Knock, knock, the postman's here.
Bringing news from far and near.
Oh! Postman quickly see,
Is there a letter waiting for me
Seasons
-
Spring is the time,
When children play.
Flowers bloom,
And all is gay.
Summer is hot;
And to stay cool,
Everybody wants,
A dip in the pool.
Monsoon clouds,
Filled with rain.
Make you feel,
Cool again.
Autumn is short,
The leaves then fall.
Crushing dry leaves,
Is fun for all.
Winter is cold.
On sunny days,
People bask,
In the sun's rays.
I am a Tailor
-
I am a tailor,
I am a tailor.
Stitching your clothes.
Stitch, stitch, stitch.
My needle goes.
First the Seed
-
First the seed, then the grain.
Thank you God for the sun and rain.
First the flour, then the bread.
Thank you God that we are fed.
Thank you God for all your care.
Help us all to love and share
Dreams
I wish I could be a
I wish I could be a cook,
Turning the pages of my recipe book
Thinking and making food,
And eating half of it according to my mood.
I wish I could be a builder,
Building houses and flats for others
And as far as I am concerned,
I shall build a magnificent palace.
I wish I could be a toy maker,
Making different toys for others,
And as far as I am concerned,
I shall make a rabbit for me.
I wish I could be a textile designer,
For shirts and trousers, I would be the maker,
I'd design fabulous clothes for others
Which could also be worn by me and my mother
But alas, these are all but dreams.
Don't throw the seeds away
A little poem trying to tell the importance of seeds
It makes you healthy,
It gives you energy,
An apple or a guava
An orange or a papaya
Eat a fruit everyday
But don't throw the seeds away.
Here's a simple thing you can do
You could tell all your friends too!
Plant the seed in the soil
(It doesn't take much time or toil)
Pour a little water there
A young shoot will soon appear.
In time it'll become a big tree -
Which gives so much to you and me!
This way there'll be forests again
Green and clean our earth will remain.
Grow trees this easy way -
And its fun too, I say!
So eat a fruit every day
But remember --
Don't throw the seeds away
What is Pink?
Anonynous
What is pink? A rose is pink.
Blooming before we blink.
What is red? Tomatoes are red.
With a crown on their head.
What is blue? The sky is blue.
Where the clouds float theu'.
What is white? A swan is white.
Sailing in the light.
What is yellow? Mangoes are yellow.
Rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green? The grass is green.
With small flowers in between.
What is orange? Why, an orange.
Just an orange.
Churmura, Churmura
Anonynous
Churmura, Churmura, Churmura.
Yeah, yeah, Churmura.
My Papa gave me a Rupee,
To buy one toffee.
But I want Churmura.
Churmura, Churmura, Churmura.
Yeah, yeah, Churmura.
My Papa gave me a Dollar,
To buy one roller.
But I want Churmura.
Churmura, Churmura, Churmura.
Yeah, yeah, Churmura.
My Papa gave me a Yen,
To buy one pen.
But I want Churmura.
Churmura, Churmura, Churmura.
Yeah, yeah, Churmura.
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Chook-Chook-Chook
Anonynous
Chook, chook, chook, chook, chook.
Good Morning! Mrs. Hen.
How many chicks have you got?
Madam, I've got ten.
Four of them are yellow;
And four of them are brown;
And two of them are speckled red,
The nicest in town.
Bow-Wow, Says the Dog
Anonynous
Bow-wow, says the dog.
Mew, mew, says the cat.
Grunt, grunt, goes the hog.
And squeak goes the rat.
Tu-whu, says the owl.
Caw, caw, says the crow.
Quack, quack, says the duck.
And what cuckoos say you know.
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