Poems In English

Little Willie Winkle Floated on to land, Where he loved to snuggle In the yellow sand. Cocky Mr. Cockle Chuckled nastily: Pushed the Winkle over, Back into the sea. Shrimp came to the rescue, Helped the Winkle back, But the Cockle hit him With a mighty whack. Winkle lost his temper, And he got his wish, Crowning wicked Cockle With …

Wally is a gentle walrus, He flops about all day. Wally likes to make a fuss, Of all his babes at play. He likes to eat a tasty fish, He even chews the shell. He thinks it is a lovely dish, And says it goes down well. He really isn’t full of grace, He would be if he could. But …

Dodo’s the name of a dragon who lived Outside a castle of stone. But he was never invited inside, So he was always alone. One day he snorted and flames sprouted forth High in the blue summer sky, Writing a message in smoke rings it read: “Oh, how very unhappy am I.” Now this was noticed some distance away By …

Two little dickie birds, Sitting on a wall; One named Peter, The other named Paul. Fly away, Peter! Fly away, Paul! Come back, Peter! Come back, Paul! ∼ Porter G., Hilda Offen, Pradera, Esme Eve, Alan Jesset, Richard Hooke

A wise old owl lived in an oak; The more he saw the less he spoke; The less he spoke the more he heard. Why can’t we all be like that wise old bird? ∼ Porter G., Hilda Offen, Pradera, Esme Eve, Alan Jesset, Richard Hooke

Of all the gay birds that ever I did see, The owl is the fairest by far to me, Foe all day long she sits on a tree, And when the night comes away flies she. ∼ Porter G., Hilda Offen, Pradera, Esme Eve, Alan Jesset, Richard Hooke

A crocodile sat crying By the river one fine day. His tears fell in the water And were swiftly swept away; But as he sat there crying, From the corner of his eye, He looked around most carefully To see what would pass by. Swimming in the river Was a juicy little frog, Who thought the weeping crocodile Was just …

The wheels of the bus go, Round and round, round and round; All through the day! The teacher in the bus goes sh-sh-sh. The bell in the bus goes tring-tring-tring. The horn in the bus goes pom-pom-pom. The seat of the bus goes bum-bum-bum. The children in the bus go up and down. Up and down, up and down; All …

Along by the river bank I could see, A little creature having his tea, His coat was brown and his tummy white, Did I know who he was? Not quite! As first I thought he was a stoat, Because of his lovely reddish-brown coat, But when I saw his rather long tail, I knew it was a weasel catching a …

They did not listen; and he prayed That He, the loving Lord of all, Who comforth the poor and weak And saveth those who sin and fall, May lead them to the path of light, And teach them how to live in peace; Or spare him in his weary age, The sight of fratricidal war. And then he fasted – …