| Kids Poems |
| Troll Nail clippings, sewage and gangrene roast, All covered with dog sick cream, A pudding of bunions in black head sauce, Could make any sane person scream. But these are the favourite dish of the troll, As he sits on his rock and burps, Followed by the puss of a lepers ear, Washed down by figs and terps. Trolls can eat almost anything vile, They love to shock and scare you, So beware when a letter for dinner you get, Because you could end up on the menu! |
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| The Groobles The Groobles are a funny lot, They never eat their sausages hot, Cold and clammy uncooked meat, Is their favourite snack a sure treat, They always have jam with their peas, And balance gerkins on their knees, They eat like pigs or rabid dogs, Eating jelly from sweaty clogs, They snort hot chocolate up their nose, And spread marmite upon their clothes, They spit and pick and wipe their hands, From every restaurant they�d be banned, Because the Groobles are a funny lot, I�d hate to wash their cooking pot! |
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| DEFINITION POETRY POETRY II GALLERY INTERESTS LINKS |
| The Strawberry and Me I saw a little strawberry laughing on the floor, He chuckled and he giggled till I could take no more, I sat beside the strawberry and he jumped upon my knee, And there we both sat laughing, the strawberry and me! |
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