He has a little bison.
His bison's name is Tyson.
He is a Bison bison.
I hope he won't eat ricin.
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Monday, June 29, 2015
Sunday, June 28, 2015
179. ABC Scripture People
A is for Adam, naked and wise.
B is for Bathsheba, a sight for sore eyes.
C is for Coriantumr, he killed Shiz.
D is for Delilah, a hair-cutting wiz.
E is for Elisha, killed kids, six times seven.
F is for Father, He lives up in Heaven.
G is for Gad, a brother of Joseph.
H is for Hagar, she had it so rough.
I is for Isaac, not burnt to ash.
J is for Jephthah, whose vow was too rash.
K is for King Solomon, his head full of reasoning.
L is for Lot's Wife, now made of seasoning.
M is for Maher-shalal-hash-baz.
N is for Naomi, with two daughter-in-laws.
O is for Orpah, unfortunate girl.
P is for Pacumeni, his reign was a whirl.
Q is for Queen Esther, she didn't eat.
R is for Rahab, who was rather discreet.
S is for Satan, he creates fear.
T is for Teancum, he killed with a spear.
U is for Uzza, who steadied the Ark.
V is for Vashti, who did not hark.
W is for Widow, whom Elijah had seen.
X is for Xerxes, who got a new queen.
Y is for Young David, he threw a big rock.
Z is for Zacharias, who could not talk.
Saturday, June 27, 2015
178. Boiling Bubbling
Boiling
Bubbling
All around
Spitting
Sputtering
Popping sound
Weeping
Wailing
Finally found
Sniffling
Snuffling
Baby hound
Friday, June 26, 2015
177. Clean Up
Clean and clean and clean and clean.
If I stop -- well, that'd be mean.
Clean and clean and clean and clean.
They'll get here tomorrow e'en.
Wash and wash and wash and wash.
If I stop -- my toes they'd squash.
Wash and wash and wash and wash.
They are coming. Oh my gosh.
Shine and shine and shine and shine.
If I stop -- They'll be just fine.
Shine and shine and shine and shine.
Here they come. This family's mine.
Thursday, June 25, 2015
176. Licking the Beaters
Mommy gave me chocolate sticks.
I helped her bake and stir and mix.
I put the chocolate in my mouth.
I spread it on me, north and south.
It's in my hair and up my nose.
It's on my fingers, on my toes.
The chocolate's gone inside my ear;
It makes it kind of hard to hear.
My tummy's clean. It's pink as rose,
Cause it was covered by my clothes.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
175. My Roses are Pink
Roses are red.
My roses are pink.
My roses are pink and white and yellow and purple and red.
They cut and they bite
But they smell divine.
My roses are pink.
Are yours?
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