For those who need a respite from the lovesick poems of late, here's a fun little rhyming one, in honor of my friend Olivia, who lives in New York, and of Ryan, who was just in New York.
The Emu That Went to New York
Did you hear the tale of the emu that went to New York?
Or how 'bout the giraffe that ate salted pork?
Or the zebra the sneezed
And ate glowing cheese
Or the warthog that ate with a fork?
Did you hear the tale of the emu that went to New York?
Or how 'bout the giraffe that ate salted pork?
Or the zebra the sneezed
And ate glowing cheese
Or the warthog that ate with a fork?
But emus don't travel, so this can't be true.
The giraffe part's a lie, just like the emu
Zebras don't sneeze
Or eat glowing cheese
And warthogs just fart a lot. Pew!
Awww, it's two limericks back to back in what makes for a very cute poem. I approve, 12 year-old-Julia!
I don't remember that one...I guess it wasn't part of our "hall of fame" But it's really cute!
ReplyDeleteI think next time you are down, (or I am up) we should have another get together where we drink wine and read our "little books"