Poems For Fynemations
Pretty Pig.
Pretty pig a wore a wig,
Did a jig like a gig.
Broke a sprig from the limb,
Tied a string to the lid.
Pretty pig is so big ;he’s a whale of a thing.
Oh! I wish I were a pig !I would dig anything.
Pretty pig you’re it!
You can sing like a king!
No one else ate a twig.
with a twitch like you did.
Pretty pig wears a ring.
When the bell starts to ring
Dressed in figs like it’s spring.
Said he’s having a fling.
Pretty Pig did a thing.
That’s as cute as a sling.
Now let’s have some bling!
Ching –a ling pretty pig
Pretty Pig told Ms. Briggs
He could fling anything!
What a pig with a jig!
Sing a song!
Ching – a- ling
Fun in the Sun
Fun in the sun until it’s all done
I’ll run, jump, and hum and fill water guns!
I like the sun all yellow and mellow!
I like the buns all around and brown!
I like my drink there’s plenty I see.
I’ll drink some more and have some for tea!
The water is cool when I jump in the pool!
I’ll sit on a stool ‘cause there’re really no rules.
I‘ll play a game of Hide and Seek
I’ll find the ball in the ocean deep.
I’ll bury myself in the gritty sand.
And get a tan till it burns my hands.
I’ll make a splash as big as a whale.
And collect seashells in my bucket and pail.
Jump high in the sky and land in the sea
I’m a diver I know and I’m proud to be.
I wish everyday was a day in the sun
I’ll cherish the memories of hotdogs and buns.
Of burgers and rolls and sodas and chips
cause all that good stuff will go to your hips.
Fine Wine
Fine wine come and dine,
Without a dime, you could be mine
Bring a rhyme, you’re just in time.
Come without; you’ll pay the fine
Jump in the line, it’s Valentine!
Bring a poem,
You’re mine all mine.
Don’t stay behind, it’s half past nine!
It’s not a crime to chime a rhyme.
Do you like lime? It’s full of rind.
You’ll have to climb half a mile!
It’s not like pine, It’s less divine,
So never mind, you will be fine.