more poems

Mean Old Hermon by Lucilius

Mean old Hermon

dreamt he'd spent

all his money

and hanged himself

for fear of

dreaming it agin.

Secrets by Judith Viorst

Anne told Beth.

And Beth told me.

And I am telling you.

But don't tell Sue -

You know she can't

Keep secrets.

Not Being Able To Sleep by Siv Widerberg

The worst thing about

not being able to sleep

I think

is

when you suddenly realize

that you're not going to be able

to sleep.

Snap by Anon

One night I saw a little mouse

Come creeping through my door

I set a trap,

The jaws went 'snap' -

And is my big toe sore!

Appreciation by Harry Graham

Auntie, did you feel no pain

Falling from that willow tree?

Will you do it, please, again?

'Cos my friend here didn't see.

Poem In Praise of Practically Nothing by Samuel Hoffenstein

You buy some flowers for your table;

You tend them as tenderly as you're able;

You fetch them water fom hither and thither -

What thanks do you get for it all? They wither.

Water by J. Rosen

Water is wet

Fire is hot

I'm me

And you're not.

The Long-Sought-After Proof That Money Grows On Trees by Louis Phillips

1. Money is what people get when they sell.
2. Sell sounds the same as cell.
3. A cell is a tiny room
4. One kind of person who lives in a tiny room is a monk.
5. Monk is a short form of monkey.
6. Monkeys eat bananas.
7. Bananas grow on trees.

THEREFORE, money grows on trees.

Hahah I hope you liked them :)

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Vicki

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