Poems for Your Pocket! - Part 3

Here are some old poems I have collected over the years, plus some new ones written by my daughter, Dr. Holly. They can be used as the “poem of the week,” with poetry notebooks, or just kept in your pocket to give you a smile when you need one!

Oh, look in my mouth
And what do you see?
A great, big hole
Where a tooth used to be.
I wiggled it and jiggled it
Until it was free.
Now there’s a window
And I’m happy as can be!

I had a little turtle.
His name was Tiny Tim.
I put him in the bathtub
To see if he could swim.
He drank up all the water.
He ate up all the soap.
And now he’s sick in bed
With bubbles in his throat!

I saw a little gray mousie,
I saw a little gray mousie,
I saw a little gray mousie,
Come squeaking by my door.
So I said to the little gray mousie,
I said to the little gray mousie,
I said to the little gray mousie,
Come back and squeak some more.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

Lions and tigers and bears,
Oh, my!
In my box,
That’s what I spy.
Take the out,
One by one.
Gobble them up!
Yum, yum, yum!

I have a little puppy.
He has a stubby tail.
He isn’t very chubby.
He’s skinny as a rail.
Although he’s just a puppy.
He’ll never be a hound.
They sell him at the butcher shop
At 90 cents a pound.
Bow-wow, bow-wow, bow-wow.

Stop, look, and listen,
Before you cross the street.
Use your eyes,
Use your ears,
And then use your feet!

Red, red,
It’s the color of my head.

Blue, blue,
It’s the color of my shoe.

Green, green,
It’s the

Black, black,
It’s the color of my cat.

Brown, brown,
It’s the color of my town.

Purple, purple,
Is not maple syrple!

Orange, orange,
Is the color of my porridge.

Yellow, yellow,
Is a very happy fellow.

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