poems: Just for Fun!
These poems are silly, fun, and perfectly fine to share with your little brother or sister!
The spaceship
‘Twas the shiniest spaceship on earth
Twice as wide as a house, with ten times the girth
It bragged “I’m the best of them all
I’ll make it past Pluto, I’ll fly past the stars! ”
It lifted off smoothly and flew
And soared beyond the sky blue
It easily passed all the others in space
And zoomed past all the planets with grace
“Ha ha! ” it shouted out loud
“All you other spaceships are still stuck in the clouds
While I’m the fastest, and farthest, and best
I am so much better than all the rest! ”
The shining spaceship was made of gold
It soared past the galaxies, in and out of black holes
And then quite suddenly, to the carpet it fell
When the boy exclaimed, “Wait, is that PIZZA I smell? ”
(c) 2015
Twice as wide as a house, with ten times the girth
It bragged “I’m the best of them all
I’ll make it past Pluto, I’ll fly past the stars! ”
It lifted off smoothly and flew
And soared beyond the sky blue
It easily passed all the others in space
And zoomed past all the planets with grace
“Ha ha! ” it shouted out loud
“All you other spaceships are still stuck in the clouds
While I’m the fastest, and farthest, and best
I am so much better than all the rest! ”
The shining spaceship was made of gold
It soared past the galaxies, in and out of black holes
And then quite suddenly, to the carpet it fell
When the boy exclaimed, “Wait, is that PIZZA I smell? ”
(c) 2015
the Thief
He looks, he walks, he grabs his sack
He sneaks, he creeps, he’s on his way back
He puts his sack in his secret pond
And in the flash of a camera, he’s gone
The bag, which held stolen money from the bank,
Went deeper, deeper, down it sank
And who knew he was a robber, slick and sleek
Who knew he was a thief?
If you ever find him, call the police!
(c) 2003
He sneaks, he creeps, he’s on his way back
He puts his sack in his secret pond
And in the flash of a camera, he’s gone
The bag, which held stolen money from the bank,
Went deeper, deeper, down it sank
And who knew he was a robber, slick and sleek
Who knew he was a thief?
If you ever find him, call the police!
(c) 2003
Bob the Snob
Bob the snob was a really big slob
He had piles of money (all of it robbed)
They filled up his house and always spilled out
And tumbled out the windows like water from a spout
The neighbors said, “Oh, what a show-off he is
Displaying his money so we know it is his.”
The police saw the money and said, “That’s a clue”
Bob heard them outside and thought, “What should I do? ”
He tried to escape but right in his way
Were the piles of money he’d robbed yesterday
He tripped and he landed and made such a yell
The police easily found the place where he fell
They handcuffed him and brought him to jail
And he sat there wondering how he had failed
So the lesson, you see, is don’t be a snob
Don’t rob, and especially, don’t be a slob.
He had piles of money (all of it robbed)
They filled up his house and always spilled out
And tumbled out the windows like water from a spout
The neighbors said, “Oh, what a show-off he is
Displaying his money so we know it is his.”
The police saw the money and said, “That’s a clue”
Bob heard them outside and thought, “What should I do? ”
He tried to escape but right in his way
Were the piles of money he’d robbed yesterday
He tripped and he landed and made such a yell
The police easily found the place where he fell
They handcuffed him and brought him to jail
And he sat there wondering how he had failed
So the lesson, you see, is don’t be a snob
Don’t rob, and especially, don’t be a slob.
Ace
There once was a child named Ace
Who loved to go sled in a race
He fell in the snow
And started to go
Down the hill on his face!
(c) 2005
Who loved to go sled in a race
He fell in the snow
And started to go
Down the hill on his face!
(c) 2005
Phone
(this is an acrostic poem)
Picture it on a dark night, with animals
Hiding out of your sight
Oh, suddenly it rings! You jump! You answer it
No one there, you’re the only one home
Eeek! You’re scared of your telephone!
(c) 2003
Picture it on a dark night, with animals
Hiding out of your sight
Oh, suddenly it rings! You jump! You answer it
No one there, you’re the only one home
Eeek! You’re scared of your telephone!
(c) 2003
I am a poem
I am a poem.
I wish I were a story.
Stories are interesting, with their long narratives and
characters and plot.
I am boring.
I am a poem.
I am a poem.
I wish I were a song.
Songs are beautiful, with their melody and lyrics flowing
together like a converging river.
I am plain.
I am a poem.
I am a poem.
I wish I were an essay.
Essays are meaningful, with their carefully thought-out
paragraphs, saying just enough but not too much.
I am pointless.
I am a poem.
I am a poem.
I wish I were a play.
Plays are incredible, with their costumes and scenery and
dramatic portrayal.
I am dull.
I am a poem.
“But a poem is a world.
A poem has a point, a poem has a plot.
A poem is beautiful and incredible, it can say as much or as
little as it chooses.
Poems are not boring or plain or pointless or dull.
A poem is a world.”
I am a poem.
I am happy to be a poem.
Poems are interesting, beautiful, meaningful, and incredible,
all at the same time.
I am a world.
I am a poem.
I wish I were a story.
Stories are interesting, with their long narratives and
characters and plot.
I am boring.
I am a poem.
I am a poem.
I wish I were a song.
Songs are beautiful, with their melody and lyrics flowing
together like a converging river.
I am plain.
I am a poem.
I am a poem.
I wish I were an essay.
Essays are meaningful, with their carefully thought-out
paragraphs, saying just enough but not too much.
I am pointless.
I am a poem.
I am a poem.
I wish I were a play.
Plays are incredible, with their costumes and scenery and
dramatic portrayal.
I am dull.
I am a poem.
“But a poem is a world.
A poem has a point, a poem has a plot.
A poem is beautiful and incredible, it can say as much or as
little as it chooses.
Poems are not boring or plain or pointless or dull.
A poem is a world.”
I am a poem.
I am happy to be a poem.
Poems are interesting, beautiful, meaningful, and incredible,
all at the same time.
I am a world.
I am a poem.
Nana Hannah Banana
My grandmother's name is Hannah
But everyone calls her Nana
In her yard is a pool
But the pool has a rule:
No going in with bananas!
I was hungry one day, you see
And I only had one thing to eat
I thought, "She won't mind,
It's only one time"
So I brought my banana with me.
I sat on a float and reclined
Feet in the water, face to the sky
I unpeeled my snack
And promptly got smacked
And fell off the float with a cry!
A monkey had jumped from a tree
And now was looking at me
I stammered in shock
Had I known? I had not!
Nana's woods were full of monkeys!
The monkey grabbed my banana
And scampered off past the cabana
I watched him go
And then I froze
Because right above me stood Nana.
"Ahem, " she said with a frown
"Just what are you doing right now? "
"I'm sorry, " I said.
My cheeks were bright red.
"I didn't know there were monkeys in town."
"Yes, I have monkeys, " said Nana.
"And that's why you can't take bananas
Into the pool
It's my only rule
Do you understand, little Anna? "
"Yes, I understand, " I told Nana.
"No more going in pools with bananas."
Nana Hannah smiled
And said, "You're right, child.
Next time, wait till I have my camera! "
(c) 2019
But everyone calls her Nana
In her yard is a pool
But the pool has a rule:
No going in with bananas!
I was hungry one day, you see
And I only had one thing to eat
I thought, "She won't mind,
It's only one time"
So I brought my banana with me.
I sat on a float and reclined
Feet in the water, face to the sky
I unpeeled my snack
And promptly got smacked
And fell off the float with a cry!
A monkey had jumped from a tree
And now was looking at me
I stammered in shock
Had I known? I had not!
Nana's woods were full of monkeys!
The monkey grabbed my banana
And scampered off past the cabana
I watched him go
And then I froze
Because right above me stood Nana.
"Ahem, " she said with a frown
"Just what are you doing right now? "
"I'm sorry, " I said.
My cheeks were bright red.
"I didn't know there were monkeys in town."
"Yes, I have monkeys, " said Nana.
"And that's why you can't take bananas
Into the pool
It's my only rule
Do you understand, little Anna? "
"Yes, I understand, " I told Nana.
"No more going in pools with bananas."
Nana Hannah smiled
And said, "You're right, child.
Next time, wait till I have my camera! "
(c) 2019
