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| Summer Days Hot, hazy days, and relaxing with lazy ways. Sitting under the big oak tree, drinking cool iced tea. Taking cool swims in the pool, waiting for the sun tea to cool. Cicadas buzzing, day and night, June-bugs attracted to the front porch light. Weenie roasts and lemonade, going to the creek where you can wade. Lots of fun and joyful memories, lingering amongst the tall oak trees. |
| Summer Days � 2003 Kerri West |
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| Dremmem Mole's Nameday Poem Nameday! Nameday! Lots of fun and gameday! It'll never be the same-day! Nameday, Nameday! Nameday's never little, there'll be lots of fun and lots of vittles! Nameday, Nameday, Lots of fun and gameday! |
| I am a dibbun, as naughty as can be, if anyone doubts it I will show thee. I will ring the bells and then I'll run away, then I'll go run about and play and play all day! (the title and author is unknown) |
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| The Redwall Feast by Beverly Jo F. A feast, glorius, you will see. In Great Hall this feast will be. Where else could a feast be, but Great Hall; In this place they call Redwall. Badgers, giant beast are they, Lots of food can eat they say, But then comes a jovial hare, And takes more than his fair share. But what food is measured at a Redwall feast? All eat their fill, no matter what beast. |
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