Tony J MoonTony On The Moon’s Fun Poetry

Poems in this Bookin page order

Windy DayTom and ClareaLabradorsJacqueline FeesCoo Coo Chin ChinWetJeremy TringBarrCheering an ElephantTwigs PigSleep TightLondon TrainFillerby ChingWhere a CatFox BatKeeper WeeperLittle KittenToucanMrs ProdburryShort Poem

byTony J Moon

Tony’s Poetry Level 3

Book 1

Tony J MoonAll About Tony Moon's Fun Poetry

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Fun illustrated rhyming poems for young(and old) children to sing and recite.

All these poems are royalty free and can be copiedused printed and distributed, scrawled on walls, dancedto and generally treated as if they were something to beenjoyed rather than just scary poetry.

and the Who see end cover...

The Why What How and Who

The WhyIt is the shame of our times that the

rhymes and verse most quoted, recitedand trawled up again and again are onthe most part hundreds of years old. Myinterest is trying to put a more moderngroup of verse into the public domain. Bynow children should be skipping to rhymesother than sixteenth century accounts ofthe black death.

The WhatTowards this end I have

created a series of verse thatshould appeal to the young of allages. Some word rhymes, syllablegames, others have deeper levelsof meaning. The verse scan andare easily learned for fun andgames.

The HowThis is part of a series of poetry books is arranged in

groups of difficulty ranging from 1 to 5. The easiest is group1, the hardest group 5. It is not just that group 1's are shorter,they are the easiest to read, be spoken or remembered. Theygradually rise to group 5 which have slightly older concepts.There is no bad language or offensive words anywhere inthese poems.1 - short easy rhyming 2 - medium easy rhyming3 - medium long rhyming 4 - medium complex5 - bugger concepts

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Windy Day

This galloping jumping blustery day Whistling tumbling running away,Stopping for no one ready to pass Blowing the trees and bending the grass,Over the meadows, around all the trees, There's no where it's blowing not very fast,Sparrows they bumble and tumble around Circles they make just like an old clown,Upwards and sideways,backwards and all Where ever you go its been there before,Leaves from the trees are blowing around They're up to your knees all over the ground,It's nice to wander and scatter away This thunderous wondrous windy day.

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Tony J MoonTom and Clara

Tom Blacks's Black tomDusty and hairy, Used to hang roundSam Whites Dairy, Sam WhiteBought dog Called it Clara,Big dog chase cat Out of dairy,Black tom Not hurtDon't like Clara, Thinks life's not niceNow Sams bought her, Cats thinkCats do, Scheming and nasty,How to rid the world Of Clara's,Midnight Shed roofCat half sleeping, Thinks up planTo do in Clara, >2

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>2 Big dogNot daft, Trifle slow though,Not as quick as Tom Blacks Tom,

Tom sneaks SlowlyRound the dustbins, Makes no soundWhile Clara sleeps, SuddenlyNoisily Tom screams loudly,Frightens Clara Who barks rapidly,Tom runs SharplyRound the milk crates, Clara sees himFollows wildly, Milk cratesScattering Bottles all shattering,Dog runs riot All round yard, >3

>3

Clara Treads onSmall glass splinter, Hearts front pawAnd cries in pain,

Black Tom Sits bySam Whites window, Looks insideAt Nice warm fire,There on Soft rugLays Old Clara, Front paw bandagedMilk in Saucer,Tom Blacks Black TomAin't not happy, Now much moreHe don't like Clara.

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Labradors.

Labradors adore the fuss They get from silly folkLike us, We take them walksWe feed them too, We wash themIn the bath we do, And all they doFor all the fuss, Is get their shaggyHair on us, They bark at nightAnd mess the house, They dig the lawnAnd chew the chairs, Do we careWe stroke their chin, LabradorsThey always win, And really doAdore the fuss, They get from silly folkLike us.

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Tony J MoonJacqueline Fees

Jacqueline Fees Collected old keys,She had thousands And thousandsAt home, She had keysFor big doors, Keys for small,Keys for watches And some for toys,She had brass keys Lead keys,Some made of bronze, She had oneThat was almost Two foot six long, >2

>2Jacqueline Fees Started to cry,In the middle of town She started to cry,She had big keys And small keysIn pockets and bags, She had keysIn her basket Keys in her purse,But somewhere in town She didn't know where,Was the key To her flatAnd she hadn't a spare.

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Tony J MoonCoo Coo Chin Chin

Coo Coo Chin Chin Went by busBoth with an elephant With one tusk,Each went one way Both came backWhen they rode To the railway track,I went one way Each waySaturday, Riding upperdeckSaw the view, Coo Coo Chin ChinPassed us Every dayRiding on their way To the zoo,Zoo man Peperday Gave hisHat away, Now he wearsA baseball cap, >2

>2 Coo Coo Chin ChinLost an elephant Where it wentI do not know, Zoo man PeperdayTold us Look around,Must find the elephant For the zoo,I went everyday Looking everyway,Twice to the station And three timesBack, Didn't seeAn elephant Didn't hearAn elephant, Wondered ifWe'd ever get it back, >3

>3 Zoo man PeperdayFound it Thursday Hiding wellAway In a sack,Coo Coo Chin Chin Thanked himEverso, When he broughtThere elephant Back.

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Wet

Juelian Dehaverland Was standing in the rain,The rain was raining heavy And running down the drain,His head Was wet,His coat Was wet,The trousers On his legsWere wet, His noseWas wet, His vestWas wet, The feetInside his ShoesWere wet, That's what you getSo very wet, So very very very wetBy standing in the rain.

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Tony J MoonJeremy Tring

Jeremy Tring Keeps a shopIn Beadle, Where he sellsA number Of things,Parrots and turtles Pigeons,Squirrels, If you wantedA camel, He could getThat too, >2

>2He bought A wombatDusty and dirty, Thought he'dGive it A good shampoo,Put it in The bath tub,Washed it Thoroughly,Poor old WombatCaught the flu, Took it toThe doctor, In theHigh street, He saidWell now Go toBed, >3

>3Jeremy Tring Keeps a shopIn Beadle Above theShop, Is a roomWith beams, There in bedWith a Very wetNose, Is a sadLittle Wombat Whose gotFlue.

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Barr

Sheep go arr but moistly barr But sometimes they do cough,I've never heard a sheep to laugh And even less to giggle,I suppose its prose By those who knowsThat make them all so sad, I’d be sad and rather madTo hear a wheeze about the fleece, Which took a year to grow,So that's just why sheep don't laugh Bur simply all go barr,So when you write some woolly prose Although it be quite funny,Tell it to a kangaroo Or even wilderbeast,But never never to a sheep.

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Tony J MoonCheering an Elephant

You will gather When an elephant,Begins to sneeze Deliberately,He's wanting someone's Sympathy,Because he's feeling Sad,So talk to him Quite tenderly,And say to him You quite agree,If he mentions things Important,That seem so At the time, >2

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>2Offer him A cup of tea,A peace of bread Or cake,And if he starts To wander off,Insist that he should Stay,So if you see An elephantWho's looking rather sad, Perhaps this littleRemedy, Will cheer him upA spell.

Tony J MoonTwigs Pig

Aartomous Twig Kept a hairy old pig,The two were never apart, He took it on walksAnd trips to the sea, And fed it on best brandy butter,He taught it to beg For bits of old bread,And jump through a hoop for its supper, He got quite well knownAnd put on a show, For vicar in local church hall, >2

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But tragedy struck When the pig took a butt,And pushed the town mayor in a hole, A councillor saidThe pig must be shot, So the pig was arrested that night,The following dawn Out on the lawn,The sentence was due to be given, When Aartomous TwigLeapt out of a gig, And effectively rescued his friend,He's now on the run And living in France,It is said that He's teaching,The pig how to dance.

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Spoons full of sugared rice, Apricot jamRather than ham And one rather rusty old tram,It's rusty trees annoy the bees It makes their wings fall off,They walk around Upon the groundAnd kick down all the grasses, A stupid bellStuck down a well Was stopping drawing beer,Which didn't please A bag of kneesThey got from trees That were'nt quite well at all,Potted apricot pies Dandelions and bucket weeds,Big bad dragon flys Great big uglysIn size ten boots That creep about at night,Things with hats on Bats with macks onAre creeping round the room, I know they're thereThey always are, I wish they'd left the light on.

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Sleep Tight

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The London Train.

Tired eyes, concealed sighs, Aching bones, tired feet,Shops closing, darkness falling, Another day a funny game,

We'd all got macks and hats on, All were soaking wet,Each looked quite unhappy, We'd all seen better days,

Busses trundle, rumble bumble, Running over ginger cats,Number sevens going nowhere, Just the place for rainy days,

Mrs Wendle gets her flask out, Pours a cup of steaming soup,On the platform every Friday, Waiting for the London train.

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>2Hello Ching Said Bombay DickAs he sped down hill By the shopWith pies, Ring ding dingWent Ching On the bell,Caught Mrs Welly By surprise,

No time now He calledTo postman, As he sped roundThe corner To the road with trees,There at the station By a box marked LeedsStood Chings sweetheart Ping Lo Chi, >3

>3Ping Lo Chi Is as sweetAs soda pop, Ping Lo ChiHas skin like cream, Fillerby ChingIs so much Loving herWhen he sees her He goes quite dumb,

He stands there Stuttering,Hardly ever UtteringSaying how he Loves her so,Fillerby Ching and Ping Lo ChiNow have little ones One two three,Not just that They've gotMy Bike. Page 13

Fillerby Ching

Fillerby Ching Is a jolly old thingHe borrowed a bike From me,He peddled away I think it'sSaturday, Saw him goAnd waved Bye bye, >2

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Where a cat.

I saw this cat A fleeting glance,Clouds they parted A moon beam shone,The cat stood still Shadow cast,A moment lost A sudden chill,The cat he turned To walk away,One brief glance He looked my way,Eyes that burned Narrow green,Quiet night A sight unseen,Shadows drew in Behind the cat,No sound was heard To break the spell,An Emptiness A cold night breeze,And a place, Where a catHad been.

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Fox Bat Lay,Cool sun light, Looking out for trouble,Looking For a fight,Can't wait EveningWhen the lights go out, Fox batLook, Turn,Curve about, Looking out for troubleWith the Fox batNear, Dont lookDon't shout, Don't venture out,Tell Everybody,There's Fox batOut.

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Fox Bat

Tony J MoonKeeper Weeper

Look you here Said Keeper Weeper,To the Tatty GorillaWho grabbed His tie,Who wouldn’t sigh, Or let go ofThe bucket, At all at all,Let go of The bucketAt all,

Keeper Weeper Kept his hat on,Punched gorilla In the eye,Big gorilla Eight foot two,Didn't like That punchAt all at all, Didn't likeThat punch At all, >2

>2Big gorilla Eight foot two,Threw keeper Weeper Across the zoo,Past the Camels Parakeets,Near the penguins Over the bears,Never touched The floorAt all at all, Never touchedThe floor At all,

Keeper Weeper Landed softly,In a heap of Elephant dung,Keeper weeper Sitting upright,Never lost His hatAt all at all, Never lostHis hat At all. Page 16

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Little kitten

Little kitten with a mitten, Stalked around the marigold,Like a tiger in the jungle, Eyes alight, limbs a tremble,Stalks his pray with great intent, One small pounce he grabs his prise,But then leaf it blew away,

Creeping slowly round cabbages, Looking for a place to hide,Gets a fright quite suddenly, Face to face with a cauliflower,Runner beans reach to the sky, Thought he had better,Just tiptoe by,

A butterfly, Went fluttering past,Kitty was dazzled, With the glittering colours,He jumped to catch it, Then jumped even higher,He fell in the pond,With a splash and a scream, The butterfly just,Flew higher.

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Toucan

One toucan flying through the jungle Looking for a fruit tree something to eat,When another toucan flew by, The two toucan thought wow!Two toucan can find more trees, So one toucan joined the other toucanAnd the two toucan flew forth, Then three toucan came flying bye,Looking for a fruit tree something to eat, They all thought wow!Five toucan can see much more, When eight toucan turned up,The five toucan all agreed, This is just getting silly......

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Tony J MoonMrs Prodburry

Mrs Prodburry Bought some cakes,With cream and jam Or icing toppings,A dozen or so In a card board box,With a bright red ribbon Around it,While on the buss On the journey home,She thought she'd Like to try one,It was so good So very nice,She thought she'd Have another,The journey home Was quite a thing,With starts and stops And many corners,Mrs Prodburry Ate all her cakes,She did not leave A crumb,She left the bus With quite a smile,She really had Enjoyed it.

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Short Poem

I'm going to write A short little poem,There wont be any Unnecessary words,Like and or but Or sticky bunsI won't once mention Boxes of gloves,How very late Is my evening bus,I could go on But think I should stop,After all this is, A very,Short poem.

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The Who

If you have reached this far youmight be wanting to know somethingabout the writer. The trouble is I do notreally want everybody to know all aboutme, it has taken me years to give peoplethe impression that I am normal. I amnot going to destroy all that by telling allhere.

Only on dark moonless nights dopick up the golden quill of Shakespeareand try to make the world a better prosefor good words to live in.

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Tony on the Moon’s Fun Poetry - Level 3 - Book 1 - 2014

Out in the dark When dogs do not bark,Cats sing strange songs Like an old violin playing,And Tony is writing new poems, But he’s stuck for a wordTo rhyme with Aberystwyth, And the wind is beginning to moan.