Usually, I take Frankie out for dinner and playing in the park on Thursdays. This week it's going to be Wednesday for the Wendy's/Big Park combo. In an attempt to keep her seated during dinner, I'm using poetry from Kenn Nesbitt's site Poetry4Kids. It's packed with fun poems that remind me a bit of Edward Lear. Here's the appetizer:
Today I Had a Rotten Day
Today I had a rotten day.
As I was coming in from play
I accidentally stubbed my toes
and tripped and fell and whacked my nose.
I chipped a tooth. I cut my lip.
I scraped my knee. I hurt my hip.
I pulled my shoulder, tweaked my ear,
and got a bruise upon on my rear.
I banged my elbow, barked my shin.
A welt is forming on my chin.
My pencil poked me in the thigh.
I got an eyelash in my eye.
I sprained my back. I wrenched my neck.
I'm feeling like a total wreck.
So that's the last time I refuse
when teacher says to tie my shoes.
--Kenn Nesbitt
3 comments:
Reminds me of Shel Silverstein and some of the selections from Where the Sidewalk ends.
"I cannot go to school today,"
said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measels and the mumps,
a gash, a rash and purple bumps
my mouth is wet, my throat is dry
I think I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox.
And there's one more, that's seventeen.
And don't you think my face looks green?
..."
(from "Sick")
I loved this poem so much that I memorized it, with the above being what still remains taking up valuable brain real estate after 25+ years.
Thanks TallAsianDude! I love Shel (and so does Frankie). Thanks for sharing.
Beat to the punch about Shel. Enjoyed this post.
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