THE GAME On low-lying ground, the children started a game With the vaguest of rules but a very clear aim. The object was simply to find the way home, So, with a bagful of clues, they set off to roam.…
Category: Children’s Poetry
MERLE TURNIPSEED Old man Merle Turnipseed Lived on a farm infested with stinkweed. All of his neighbors heartily agreed Merle Turnipseed was strange indeed. His teeth were green, And his teeth were few, His breath smelled like monkeys From eating…
THE ASTONISHING JOE Joe loved magic From the time he was five. He now knows more magic Than any ten-year-old alive. His first few tricks Were the usual stuff, Coins and cards And escaping handcuffs. In a matter of time…



