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Collection : Poems for Children - 1023

 

Tae an American Tourist by Stuart McLean

O, ye came across frae Texas,
Tae the land where yer faither wis born,
O, there wis an awfy lot tae see,
And ye only had one morn’.

At 6 o’clock ye did Edinbro,
Saw the castle from afar,
By 7 o’clock ye wis at Lock Ness,
Tae catch Nessie in a jar.

From eight till nine ye did Bern Nevis,
Though ye didnae climb sae high,
And twenty minutes later ye were,
Whizzin’ all around Sky.

Quickly you passed through Dondee,
Pearth, Hawich and Arderseer,
Which left ye just ten minutes,
Tae buy yer souvenir.

O, haste ye back tae Bonnie Scotland,
Please come back again,
O, haste ye back tae Bonnie Scotland,
And haste ye away again.

Stuart McLean (From No' Rabbie Burns)



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Mr. Mistoffelees by T S Eliot

You ought to know Mr. Mistoffelees!
The Original Conjuring Cat--
(There can be no doubt about that).
Please listen to me and don't scoff. All his
Inventions are off his own bat.
There's no such Cat in the metropolis;
He holds all the patent monopolies
For performing suprising illusions
And creating eccentric confusions.
At prestidigitation
And at legerdemain
He'll defy examination
And deceive you again.
The greatest magicians have something to learn
From Mr. Mistoffelees' Conjuring Turn.
Presto!
Away we go!
And we all say: OH!
Well I never!
Was there ever
A Cat so clever
As Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!

He is quiet and small, he is black
From his ears to the tip of his tail;
He can creep through the tiniest crack,
He can walk on the narrowest rail.
He can pick any card from a pack,
He is equally cunning with dice;
He is always deceiving you into believing
That he's only hunting for mice.
He can play any trick with a cork
Or a spoon and a bit of fish-paste;
If you look for a knife or a fork
And you think it is merely misplaced--
You have seen it one moment, and then it is gawn!
But you'll find it next week lying out on the lawn.

And we all say: OH!
Well I never!
Was there ever
A Cat so clever
As Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!

His manner is vague and aloof,
You would think there was nobody shyer--
But his voice has been heard on the roof
When he was curled up by the fire.
And he's sometimes been heard by the fire
When he was about on the roof--
(At least we all heard that somebody purred)
Which is incontestable proof
Of his singular magical powers:
And I have known the family to call
Him in from the garden for hours,
While he was asleep in the hall.
And not long ago this phenomenal Cat
Produced seven kittens right out of a hat!
And we all said: OH!
Well I never!
Did you ever
Know a Cat so clever
As Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!



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The Star Spangled Banner by Francis Scott Key

Oh! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming;
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
Oh, say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze o'er the towering steep
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam;
Its full glory reflected now shines on the stream;
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh! long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is the band who so vauntingly swore,
'Mid the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country they'd leave us no more?
Their blood hath washed out their foul footsteps' pollution;
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave,
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation;
Blessed with victory and peace, may the Heaven-rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, for our cause it is just,
And this be our motto, 'In God is our trust':
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!


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First Kiss by Stuart Macfarlane

First Kiss
Nervously they stand behind the bicycle shed,
All of twelve, more full of Beanos and Barbie Dolls,
And here they are, more for a dare than to explore the opposite sex,
But they are here and there is no way of turning back.
 
Clumsily he takes her hand and their blushes erupt,
They’ve seen it in the movies . . . they know what a kiss is,
But the question is – why would you do something like that?
Timidly they force a smile – avoiding each other’s eyes.
 
But there is no turning back, so they might as well get it over with,
They close their eyes and move towards each other,
Awkwardly noses collide – but nothing seems to be broken,
Their lips meet.
 
For thirty-three seconds, lips explore each other,
Sweet, innocent nectar finding there,
And, as they part to go to French and Geography,
She wishes she could rip out her braces and he curses his latest zit.
(Copyright Stuart Macfarlane)


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The Lobster-Quadrille by Lewis Carroll

Will you walk a little faster?' said a whiting to a snail,
'There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail.
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on the shingle -- will you come and join the dance?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?

'You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters, out to sea!'
But the snail replied 'Too far, too far!' and gave a look askance --
Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not, could not join the dance.

'What matters it how far we go?' his scaly friend replied.
'There is another shore, you know, upon the other side.
The further off from England the nearer is to France --
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you joint the dance?



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