I shot a French fry up to Mars.
I mailed a bean to Spain.
I hid a strand of my string cheese
on a Russian train.
I yachted to New Zealand
to bury a poached egg.
I hang glided in Hong King
and sprinkled some nutmeg.
I leave a grape in every car.
I bicycle with oats
And if you think we’re out of peas
I scattered them on boats.
I think I’ve caught a cold.
I’ve pinned him to the floor.
He’s trying to escape
to make someone’s throat sore.
He poked me in the nose
and tried to slip away.
I caught him by the door
and forced that cold to stay.
I stuffed him a drawer
and fastened all the locks.
I think we all are safe…
until I need fresh socks.
Should I be a princess
for our school book day?
Or the wicked witch?
A thief from a play?
I could be a werewolf
or a shy mermaid.
Or maybe even
a night from the crusade.
I wore a furry suit
with flippers, wand and shall.
I simply couldn’t choose…
so I dressed as them all.
Our school bus has a hot tub.
It’s a great way to relax.
The kids all wear their swimsuits
and share their homemade snacks.
I like I can unwind
from the stressfulness of math
and then before my bedtime
I get to skip my bath!
We all think that it’s fun
when the driver slams his breaks
because the floor gets filled
with tiny, little lakes.
Abraham Lincoln was a fine man, but nothing compared to my cat.
It’s true that he was a smart president, and looked really good in that hat,
But he can’t meow or play with a string, and I doubt he could catch a rat.
My flowers are not growing.
They’re as small as small can be.
I think they would tiny
even if I were a flea.
I read in an old book,
“They’ll grow if they are fed
a tiny drop of hot sauce”
so I soaked the flower bed.
The hot sauce worked too well.
They grew ten stories tall.
I love to admire them
… but I’m really scared for fall!
I took an elephant
to the swimming pool
and learned a good lesson:
I felt just like a fool!
He always budged in line
at the diving board
and trumpeted his nose
whenever he felt bored.
He ate all of the snacks.
He drank all of the juice.
And then he yelled at me
because there was no mousse.
He forgot his towel
and told me we could share,
but it was too wet.
I had to dry with air.
He’s never going back!
His mayhem was widespread!
So tomorrow I will bring
an antelope instead.
This mother’s day will be the best mom’s ever seen
with everything I’ve planned: I’ll treat her like a queen!
There’s nothing as restful as watching the sun rise,
so I’ll wake her up to my loud “Cymbal Surprise”.
To start the day off right I decided I would bake
a gummy worm, toffee, chocolate-frosted cake.
I’ve never met someone that dislikes having fun,
so we’ll play some tag when breakfasts are all done.
And if she’s feeling down, in front of the TV
I’ll sing her fifteen songs about a coughing flee.
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Authors Steve & Natasha