Halos And Rainbows

Rainy Day Rhymes

Lovely weather for ducks!

Rain Rain go away come again another day

Rain rain go away come on mothers washing day

 

I hear thunder, I hear thunder

Hark don't you, hark don't you?

Pitter patter raindrops, pitter patter raindrops

I'm wet thrrough, so are you

 

Dr Foster went to Gloster in a shower of rain

He stepped in a puddle right up to his middle

And never went there again.

 

Six little ducks that I once Knew

Fat ones, Skinny ones, there were too

But the one with the feathers all on his back

You can hear over the others with his quack, quack , quack

Quack quack quack, quack quack quack

You can hear over the others with his quack quack quack?

Nursery Rhymes Granny shared!

I love nursery rhymes; here’s some really old ones, see if you remember them, we used to skip or clap to some of these.

I had a little nut tree

Nothing would it bear

But a silver nutmeg

And a golden pear

The King of Spain’s daughter

Came to visit me

And all for the sake

Of my little nut tree

 

One, two, three, four

Mary at the cottage Door

Five, six, seven, eight

Eating cherries of a plate

 

Here I am

Little Jumping Joan

When nobody’s with me

I’m all alone

 

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick

Jack jump over the candle stick!

 

Pease porridge hot

Pease porridge cold

Pease porridge in the pot

Nine Days old

Some like it hot

Some like it cold

Some like it in the pot

Nine days old

 

Lucy Locket lost her pocket

Kitty Fisher found it

Not a penny was there in it

Only Ribbon round it

 

The man in the moon

Came down too soon

To ask his way to Norwich

He went by the south

And burnt his mouth

While eating cold plum porridge

 

Jack Sprat could eat no fat

His Wife could eat no lean

And so between them both you see

They licked the platter clean

 

Higgledy Piggledy my black hen

She lays eggs for gentleman

Sometimes nine and sometimes ten

Higgledy Piggledy my black hen

 

There was a little girl and she had a little curl

Right in the middle of her forehead;

And when she was good, she was very, very good

But when she was bad she was horrid

 

I had a donkey he wouldn’t go

Did I beat him oh no no

I put him in the barn

And gave him some corn

The best little donkey

That was ever born.

 

Curly Locks, Curly Locks

Will you be mine?

You won’t wash the dishes

Or go feed the swine

But sit on a cushion

And sew a fine seam

And feed upon strawberries

Sugar and cream.

 

Cock a doodle doo!

The dame has lost her shoe

The master’s lost his fiddling stick

And they don’t know what to do.

 

Bobby Shaftoes gone to sea

Silver buckles on his knee

He’ll come back and marry me

Bonny Bobby Shaftoe!

Bobby Shaftoes Light and Fair

Combing down his yellow hair

He’s my love for evermore

Bonny Bobby Shaftoe!

 

There was an old woman

Lived under a hill,

And if she’s not gone

She lives there still

 

Little Tommy Tittlemouse

He lived in a little house

He caught fishes

From other mens ditches.

Robert Barnes fellow fine

Can you shoe this horse of mine

Yes sir that I can

Just as well as any man

 

Little Polly Flinders

Sat among the cinders

Warming her pretty little toes

Her mother came and caught her

And spanked her little daughter

For spoiling her nice new clothes

 

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper;

A peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked;

If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper;

Where’s the peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked.

Check out this brilliant link given to us by Fairy She-ra for even more cool nursey rhymes - lots on here I'd forgotten parts of, if you can only remember a little bit, maybe you'll find it on here

http://www.cswnet.com/~erin/child.htm

 

Confession Time Pinks Wrote These:

The 3 O’Clock Wee!

The 3 O'clock Wee

Everyone or just me?

I wake up for a 3 o'clock wee

Not at 2 or 4, 5 or 6

Can my bladder tell time?

Is it just playing tricks?

My Ogre sleeps all night

Soundly right through

To morning but what

Do other folks do?

For every night at a quarter to 3

I wake up and find

I'm needing a wee

By 3 o’clock I know

That sleep is no more

I stumble in darkness across to the door

It used to be peaceful

There was just only me awake

But now a new twist to this journey I make

My baby watching each night wide awake

Says Mummy “take me,”

Now we go together for a 3 o'clock wee.

My Garden Friends

I am a tiny fairy, I’m yellow top to toe

You’ll find me in the garden where your yellow flowers grow

I hide in pretty marigolds;  splash in the morning dew

I play with magic powers and make buttercups shine too.

 

I’m purple like a pansy, lavender smells like me

I’m hiding in your flowers - where nobody can see

I like it in your garden, it's warm here in the sun

I’m looking out for butterfies to count them one by one!

 

Pink nose and pink toes and nobody knows

I’m where your rose grows,

I sit in your  flowers for hours and hours,

I’m happy all day, Fairy’s here to stay

 

Work in progress:

Cute as a button twinkle in my eye

I’m a Fairy you can see in the sky

Sunflowers growing up so high

I ride my friend bee and we go up to see

This is the very first poem I wrote when I was about 8, Fairy Glenda might remember this , but as you can see I've not really improved.

The Owl and The Mouse

The once was an owl by the name of Ericko

Who sat on the stones of Jericko

He saw a wood mouse

And then did pounce

On that wood mouse

The woodmouse shrieked

And bit the owl's feet

The Owl did hoot

Then trapped that wood mouse

And took him home to tea

hee-hee!