Five Fingers

I’ve been quite a wonderer since I was born.
And sometimes that brings me some trouble and scorn.
I just cannot help it! I just get transfixed!
Example: with fingers, why five and not six?!

If we had six fingers, we’d have so much grip!
We’d turn taps off tighter; no water would drip.
We’d be much more dextrous; we’d knit and we’d braid
Just think of the cello songs that could be played!

I know this is quirky, but you can’t deny
The first-rate convenience six fingers would buy.
I figured it out, though—why five fingers sticks:
Our gloves wouldn’t fit us if we all had six.

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Wool

There once was a sheep
Who was not very bright.
Even just butterflies
Gave him a fright.
He lived on a farm
With some cows and a duck;
He spent time with chickens
So sometimes
He’d cluck.

He’d been quite a bonehead
E’er since he was born.
And then, one bright morning
He had to be shorn.
They took all his wool
And they knitted a vest.
He put it right on and said
“Wool is the BEST!”

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The Greedy Rat

There once was a gluttonous rat
Who got quite uncommonly fat.
The house where he hid
Had two adults; two kids;
They figured they’d purchase a cat.

A feline companion was bought
(They chose a quite rat-hungry sort)
She soon disappeared
And just as they feared—
The cat—not the rat—had been caught!

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Finish This Poem – “Disaster”

“Oh NO!” I shouted sadly.
A great calamity!
A terrible disaster!
A rotten tragedy!
I felt my fingers clenching,
My shoulders slumping down.
Oh, how could this have happened?
My smile became a frown.

“What’s wrong?” my buddy asked me.
“Is everything alright?”
I shook my head quite sadly.
No, things weren’t looking bright.
“Oh something shocking’s happened,
It’s terrible, you see, …”

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(Can you finish this poem? 😂😀😛)

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Our Teacher

Our teacher is forgetful
He doesn’t know my name
Last term he gave me Tom’s report
He said they’re all the same
He doesn’t wear a watch and so
He doesn’t know the time
He teaches us until it’s dark
We miss our dinnertime

Our teacher is forgetful
He’s really quite a fool
And once, in fact, the guy forgot
To come to school
But there’s a silver lining,
He’s actually the best:
He cannot read or write so we
Do not do any tests!

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Sunshine Blog Award

Thanks to the brilliant and talented MrHushHush for the nomination (and sorry I broke so many rules!)

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Thanks again to MrHushHush—I’m grateful and humbled!

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