Our very first childrens book, with many more to come!
Caboodle This, Caboodle That
To A New Friend
The hen down the road,
laid an egg which was sold,
to an aloof young boy
who appeared to be old.
He carried the egg
into the cave
where he decided to scramble it up
on a hotplate with steak.
The cave became dark and dreary
and the egg became to heavy too carry,
so the boy soon walked out onto the hill
where he sat the egg down
and politely asked, “may i call you Bill?”
The egg answered, “yes of course,
as long as you will not eat me still?”
So the boy was out of a meal,
but he gained a new friend,
which was a greater steal.
Their friendship lasted for many years to come
until the egg hatched into a chickadee
in the bright and early sun.
And then a whole new world had just begun.
Two O’clock
“Do you have the time?”,
asked the racoon with his spoon.
“It’s a quarter to two in an owls shoot!”
The lamb with his pan realized this too;
he scurried away without even two boots
“For two is the time when everythings fine.”
Said the crow in the show,
“I think i’ll drink myself a glass of red wine.
For the man with the tan grew it on this vine.
It’s not much to look at but it tastes mighty divine.”
The spoon had turned blue
and became sick with the flu.
The lamb came back round and smashed it in two.
The rat scattered in with a big ‘ol grin
and fixed him right up with his bag of glue,
only to ask, “how do you do?”
A Bad Day For The Sandbox
The simple old man
threw up in the sand.
He started to cry
when it bounced back into his eye.
“Why? oh, why?”
He began to yell.
And then it hit him, that awful smell.
He tried to run, but didn’t get far.
He tripped and fell right into the yard.
“What a terrible day”
he started to say,
when the blue bird flew in and wanted to play.
“What is wrong?”
the little bird asked.
“I got puke in my eye!”
He muttered out fast,
“I fell in the dirt and now want to die.”
“Well theres only one thing that i can say.
Forget all your troubles and have a nice day.”
The blue bird then smiled and flew away.
Pigeons Have Feelings Too
Sammy the giraffe
had a great laugh,
when the pigeon fell down
into the grass.
“Ouch”, she yelped
and flopped around,
while her feathers were scattered
all over the ground.
She then looked up into his eyes,
and filled with embarrassment,
she began to cry.
Sammy then came to realize
that what he had done
was not very nice.
So Sammy reached his long neck down
and pulled up a daisy,
from out of the ground.
He gave it to her
from out of his teeth
and a smile spread out
upon her two cheeks.
“My name is Mary.”
she said in despair
“I’m glad to meet you”,
he said with great care.
Mary then flew up into the air.
The Rivers’ Dance
William the frog
who had once lived in Prague,
decided one day
to skip through the pond.
Molly the lizzard
blew in with the blizzard,
putting a mountain of ice
on top of the river.
Willy looked down,
and screamed in no doubt,
that he would turn little Miss Molly into a blister!
She jumped back in fright,
which caused him delight -
so they danced together
on top of the frozen lake,
beneath the pale moonlight.
The Tijuana Nightengale
T’was the first of november
in this very tiny town.
For when Jimmy and Johnny stepped out of their house, there was nobody around.
So they strolled along
down to the lake,
for they knew there
they would find alligator jake.
They asked him why it was that nobody was around,
he stuck his nose out of the water
and said “November first is when
the Tijuana Nightengale comes to town.”
“Who? Who is the Tijuana Nightengale?” They asked.
He took a deep breath then muttered out fast,
“he comes to town once a year.
He is black as the night
and strikes you with fear.
His eyes are wide with a fiery glow.
He is as quick as the wind
and you wouldn’t know.
For i suggest you boys find a safe place to stay
if the Tijuana Nightengale sees you,
believe me young fellows, you will pay!”
They then looked at each other and ran away.
The night grew on until it was day,
when the Tijuana Nightengale drifted away.
The Giraffe’s Lucky Hat
The giraffe had always worn his favorite hat.
Actually, it was a baseball cap.
But his hat had got lost
inside the lagoon,
during a tornado storm,
in the middle of june.
“Well how bout that”,
said the giraffe.
He looked for it everywhere for his hat he must have.
Riding around on a bike made for two,
he felt so alone without the hat he once knew.
His friend the rhino
pulled up on his jeep
to help find the hat,
but the hill was too steep.
As he rolled back down to the town which he came
amidst the dirt path the hat had laid.
So he shouted up to the giraffe,
“hurry, hurry, come down here fast.”
The giraffe ran like never before
and there it was, the hat he adored.
He picked up his hat
and on top of his head it went.
Two friends united at last,
as this day was spent
Suzie The Mole
Oozy Suzie the little mole
popped her head out the chicken hole.
She saw Frank the gander
and Ellis the flander,
jumping up and down, on the cactus planter.
Jay-Jay the bird was acting absurd,
for he swooped them up and then threw them at her.
Suzie flew back
into the sack
filled with mice and even rats.
She screamed and ran
out to the damn
where she caught the first ferry
to anywhere else land.
For Carol
The squirrel in the barrel,
who we like to call carol,
woke up to say, “what a beautiful day.”
She wobbled around with her nose to the ground,
looking for something that was not to be found;
she had awoke with a smile, but now wore a frown.
While sitting amuck
she was crossed by a duck.
He was a strange little guy
who wore a patch over one eye,
but it appears that he brought her some luck.
She found her surprise,
which had been disguised,
as a fruit eating fly.
He was a close friend,
that she met at the bend,
and had returned in the end.
Carol’s day ended well
so goodnight and farewell.
