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KKiidd SSttuuffff (Poems written between the ages of 8 – 18)
What Would happen?
History Lessons
Good Manners
Leonard’s Nightmare
Square Dancing on the Hill
The Lonely Loon
Comeback of a Clown
Never Fall For A Porcupine
Teen Tips
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What Would happen?
What would happen tell me pray,
If the groundhog came today?
It is just the first you know
Would winter come, or would it go?
Would spring hasten on its way?
What would happen?
What if he would come the third?
That is something quite absurd,
The weather might be, oh, so bleak
And he’d go to bed for a long six weeks.
But if the sun were shining bright
What would happen?
If something should upset his schedule,
And he didn’t come out to see his shadow?
Ground Hog Day would be disrupted.
Everything quite interrupted.
What would happen if that would happen?
Poor old groundhog.
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History Lessons
When reading about history
We sometimes think it’s dry
To learn how our ancestors
Taught airplanes how to fly.
And how they caught the lightning bugs
And caged them up in glass
So we could have the ‘lectric lights
To see in History Class.
And how they looked for many years
To find those little men
That fit inside the radio;
For history again.
But then I think when I’ve been gone
For quite a long, long while
If I could see my great-grandchildren
I would really have to smile.
If I could see their faces
With that cute disgusted look,
When they read ‘bout us kids doings
In their modern History book.
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Good Manners
When I was just a little lad
My Grandpa said “now Willie,
You must learn its not good manners
To crush crackers in your chili.”
Years later when I’d been elected
Governor of my State
I often thought of Grandpa
And was careful how I ate
When other leaders in my State
Invited me for haut-cuisine
I’d struggle to restrain myself from
Crumbling crumbs in my tureen.
One day the President invited
Six Governors to luncheon.
We were at the table supping soup
Dry crackers we were munchin’.
When suddenly I heard a sound
That knocked me for a loop.
I turned to see the President
Crushing crackers in his soup.
I dropped my conversation
Grabbed my crackers from the table
And crumbled them into my soup
As fast as I was able.
For when the sound that froze my blood
Had risen to my ears
I cursed my sainted Grandpa
For fifty wasted years.
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Leonard’s Nightmare
I dreamed a great big Apple Pie
With eyes and mouth and nose
And arms and legs was chasing me
And caught me by the toes.
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Square Dancing on the Hill
Max is the youngest square dance caller
In the Town of Chance
He started out by watching
When his folks went to a dance
He listened, learned and practiced
When no one was at home
With a borrowed square dance record
And a little microphone.
When he thought that he was ready
As ready as could be
He called his friends to join him
For a square dance jamboree
They started in the basement
Where he showed them all their places
Then he turned the music on
And put them through the paces.
They soon learned how to dosido
And promenade the ring
Chain across and make a star
Left allemande and swing.
The kids were having so much fun
They began to whoop and roar
And soon the noise was plainly heard
Up to the second floor.
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Tnen Max heard his mother’s voice
Please go outside and play
What are you doing in the house
On such a sunny day?”
Max took the tape recorder
And his little microphone
And they all gathered in the yard
Of Max’s hillside home.
Max climbed upon a handy stump
And looked up at the hill
There’s a way to do this, he exclaimed\
If you guys have the will.
Come on, he said, Let’s square ‘em up
We can do this if we try
And he began to call a dance
Beneath the clear blue sky.
All join hands and circle left
Go all around the square
Some go up and some go down
And some go everywhere
Head two ladies chain across
Just send her high or low
Turn around and send her back
Don’t let her stub a toe.
Side two ladies, do the same
Guys send your gal across
Turn around and send em back
Show them who’s the boss.
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Allemande your corner girl,
Then dosido your own
If you’re down you must go up
If up, you must go down.
Soon the neighbors heard the noise
And came outside to see
what the excitement was about
and soon joined in the glee.
Now folks come over once a week
And things are never still
When Max begins to call for
The square dance on the hill.
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The Lonely Loon
A lonely loon was swimming along
And as she swam she crooned a song
She would drift back and forth
From the south to the north
With her head bowed down low
Did she search for a beau?
She was lovely, that loon
All alone ‘neath the moon
Swimming alone, all alone
I could hardly pretend,
That I’d be her friend
Cause I’m just a lone abalone.
One day, along came another lone loon.
Swimming alone upon the lagoon
He soon saw a lady loon floating by
It was nearly high tide
So he rushed to her side
Said “You look like you’re going to cry.
I’m alone and lonely; there’s just me only
I would certainly welcome a friend
Said he with a smile, we can drift for awhile
But there is no need to pretend
If you’ll be my bride, I’ll stay by your side
And we’ll never be lonely again.
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Never Fall For A Porcupine
I love my mate, he’s really great
Although he’s sometimes prickly
And when he gets his dander up
You’d better move on quickly
He can be gentle as a lamb;
And usually quite benign.
Unless he’s mad; then don’t forget
That he’s a porcupine.
You’ll find that my true love is sweet
Though I don’t like to brag.
He wears his colors proudly
And loves to fly his flag.
He’s quick to defend his property
And he has a lot of spunk;
But be careful not to frighten him
After all he is a skunk.
My spouse is such a charmer
He sits upon a lily
And begs the ladies for a kiss
Well doesn’t he look silly?
If they believe he is a prince
They’re in for a surprise
He’s just a great big bull frog
Not royalty in disguise.
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My love is fond of formal wear
And loves to strut his stuff
I’m always proud to walk with him
I just can’t get enough
Sometimes I think he doesn’t care
Then much to my chagrin
He lays a pebble at my feet
To show he’s my Penguin.
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Comeback of a Clown
There once was a clown in the days of old,
And this is the way his story’s been told.
Teen Tips
Are you the belle of the ball
Or a flower on the wall?
Or are you just a simple stay-at-home?
It’s no secret I will tell;
You all could be a bell.
But you must use the hidden features that you
own.
Now your hair is beauty plus
And it isn’t too much fuss
To comb your hair and brush it every night.
Then take a little care with the style of your hair
And choose one that will suit your face just right.
You use makeup? That’s just fine
If you know the art of making up your face
To use makeup if it’s in the proper placeHis name
was Pepito, he could do lots of tricks
And the children that watched him sure got lots of
kicks.
He was the most famous clown in the whole world
around
For there wasn’t a better one to be found
But when the war started Pepito, you see,
Said since this worlds been so good to me
I’m leaving the circus and joining the army
The enemy will have a hard time to disarm me
No amount of coaxing would change the clown’s
mind
He joined in the army to help all mankind.
So the days and the weeks and the months
passed away
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With no word from Pepito, the clown once so gay
We finally heard from the world famous clown
He was lying in a hospital in a foreign town.
His sight was gone, he was totally blind
And buried deep in Pepito’s mind
Was a picture so gruesome, a bomb from the
skies
Had shattered the sight from his once alert eyes.
Except for that instant his mind was erased
His faith too was lost in the ruins of disgrace.
So two men decided to get him to act
To bring back to him the faith that he lacked
One day they visited Pepito’s room.
The ex-clown was moody and steeped in gloom.
Introductions didn’t do very much good
Pepito still looked like a man made of wood.
The younger man spoke then, and here’s what he
said
My dad was a good man, though now he is dead.
He took me one night to see a great show
The performer was one everybody should know
Performing that night was Pepito the great
Known through every town, village and state
It was that night that I made up my mind
I’d be a actor and act for mankind.
“Yes, I remember well,” Pepito sighed
“Oh, is this him dad,” a tiny voice cried.
“The Mr. Pepito, you mentioned today.”
“And who is this,” they heard the clown say
“It’s my son, Chunky,” the man spoke once more.
“He’s heard me talk of you often before.”
“He said Mr. Pepito,” the clown stammered low
“Just like the children at my very last show
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Ah how they laughed, I shall never forget
I see their faces in memory yet.”
“Please, do your act for me,” Chunky pleaded
This was the chance the two men needed
“We’ll get your clown suit and make-up and things
Can you perform without any rings”
The clown said he would for the child’s delight
So he acted again though he had lost his sight
And billboards and newspapers soon proclaimed
That the circus was starring Pepito the famed
But he’d be surprised if he could but know
That Chunky was a dummy and was used in a
show.
Pepito recovered the faith that he lacked
With the help of a dummy and ventriloquist act.
Daddy Long Legs
by Aggi Thurner
I spied a Daddy Long Legs
Climbing on a tree.
When he saw I’d seen him
He went still as he could be.
I stayed and watched him for awhile;
Thought I’d track him to his base
To see how Mommy Long Legs
Served meals at their place
I was curious you know
To see how they were able
To fit all the little Long Legs
Around the dinner table.
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Would their legs get tangled
And twisted all about?
And how would they untangle them
When time came to crawl out.
I turned my head a minute
And when I turned around,
My shy little Daddy long legs
Was nowhere to be found.
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