Monday, June 27, 2011

Company



MONDAYS CHILD

COMPANY
(A poem for Small Children)

Mummy was  picking blackberries;
Daddy was cutting wood.
Both had said 'Billy Boy,
Sit here and be good'.
There were biscuits in the bucket
There was shade beneath the tree,
But I felt lonely.
Poor little me!
I started to cry,
I started to say
'I don't like it
When Mummy goes away!'
A Mummy Rabbit heard me
As she was hopping by
And she said 'Billy Boy
Please don't cry!'
Then all her Bunny Family
Came hopping down the track!
They'll keep me company
Till Mummy comes back!'
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BOTANY WITHOUT MONOTONY!

James May, of British TV fame
(Most car-enthusiasts know his name)
Decided to give his dice a throw
And invade the Chelsea Flower Show!
Not with living blooms a such!
His exhibit had a childhood touch.
He used plasticine, play-dough stuff,
Although his flowers looked real enough.
He wheedled, coaxed and then cajoled
The British public into his fold.
Chelsea Pensioners, kids from school,
Hundreds of people formed a pool
Of people making plasticine flowers.
It took them hours and hours and hours!
The rules of the Chelsea Flower Show
Didn't have a clause saying 'Flowers must grow;
Flowers must be real and thrive;
They must be botanically alive.'
No, they didn't say that, so James dived in,
Never thinking that plasticine could win!
Well, the plasticine garden was rejected
By the Judges, all of them, most respected.
But the British Public, with one voice,
Declared James' garden 'The Peoples' Choice'!
Which goes to show that no-one mocks
If you think, with daring, outside the box!
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