Fun book of Poems
Dive into the delightful world of "Fun Book of Poems" by Kathryn Rieb, filled with whimsical verses that spark joy and imagination. From raucous reflections on the beauty of friendship to amusing musings about food, traffic woes, and the wish to soar through the skies, this collection captures the essence of childhood wonder. Each poem, crafted with playful rhythm and humor, invites readers of all ages to laugh and dream. Whether it's about flittering flies or hopping buns, these poems will entertain and inspire a smile!
Fun book of Poems
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Fun book of Poems By: Kathryn Rieb
Contents • Poems • Friends are Fun • Three stray Dice • Flitter, Flitter, little fly • Traffic • Food • The Tree • What would you be? • 6. If I could Fly • Life • Limericks • The well • Fred • The Cod • Diamonte • Energy
Friends are fun • Friends are fun, And that’s not a pun. They really are fun, If you want to run. They’d roll in the sun, And play with a gun. They’d attack a nun Because friends are fun. They’d go and stun, The priest’s son. They’d hop a bun, Because friends are fun. Contents
Three stray dice • Three stray dice, • Three stray dice. • See how they roll, • See how they roll. • They all were tossed off the table top, • And fell on the floor with a silent plop, • Have you ever heard such a piece of slop? • With three stray dice. Contents
Flitter, Flitter, little fly • Flitter, flitter, little fly. • Go away, leave, good bye. • You annoy me so very much, • So go away, and annoy a Dutch. • Flitter, flitter, little fly. • Go away, leave, good bye. Contents
Traffic An oil tanker, Who’s driver’s a banker, Rushed along the road. And as I sat there, Breathing the air, I thought (in silent mode), “Oh why didn’t I stay, And laugh away, In my lovely house on the field? Reading my book, And warm in a nook, Instead of stuck in a yield! • Several huge trucks, • Holding masses of ducks, • Are honking their horns at random. • And the shiny cars, • Are rowed up in bars, • And in between all is a tandem. • Contents
Food • Food is good, • That’s something to say. • I love to throw it, • Up and away! • Its savory pleasures, • Melt on your tongue. • And it slides all the way, • To the bottom rung! • Contents
The tree The way it felt, Against my hand. I remember, I remember, It was the pride of the land. It used to shelter me, From the wind and the coldness. I remember, I remember, It gave me warmth and boldness. But now it droops, And leans and sways. Yet I remember, I remember, As I grow in my days. Contents • As I gaze at the tree, • With its old branches drooping. • I remember, I remember, • My memory is looping. • I remember • How it stood strong and tall. • I remember, I remember, • How it cared for all. • It used to cuddle me, • As I played in its embrace. • I remember, I remember, • That’s where happiness took place.
What would you be? A hairy rat, Who had gained some fat, And always wears a hat. It just occurred, I’d be a bird, Allowed to roam with my herd. I would be blurred, And my cry would be heard, And I would be feathered, not furred. But what would you be, If you could be, What you wanted to be? Contents • What would you be, • If you could be, • What you wanted to be? • A critter maybe, • Or a plate-sized flea, • Or maybe a bee drinking tea. • Would you be, • A chimpanzee, • Or a bursting cherry tree. • Would you be a cat, • About to eat a gnat, • And curled up on a mat.
If I could fly • If I could fly, • I’d soar o’er mountains. • The sea and I would say “Hi!” • And I’d dive into fountains. • I’d feel the cool grasp, • Of a summer’s cloud. • Heavy with rain, • And the thunder loud. I would fly everywhere, Instead of walking From here to there. Yet here I am grounded, Stuck to the floor. With my leg itching, To fly and soar!! Contents
life • Life is a gift, • A treasure you could say. • A present or an offering, • So enjoy it and play! • Some people waste it, • By doing bad things. • But what do they gain? • Certainly not wings! But beings who use it, To create love and peace. Are rewarded with happiness, And respect (plus a feast). So live life to its greatest, And enjoy it while you can. Because life is a true gift, And better than being a pan! Contents
The Well • There once was a man named Bell, • Who fell down a great big well. • He screamed and yelled, • And cussed and smelled, • But it was only as deep as a cell. • Contents
Fred • There once was a man named Fred, • Who always though he was dead. • So one day he bought, • And old wooden cot, • And forever in there went to bed. • Contents
The cod • There once was a male named Todd, • Whom everyone thought was odd. • He was fat and ugly, • And not very snugly, • Because he was a cod! • Contents
Energy • Hyper • Active, Crazy • Bouncing, Running, Annoying • Blow up like dynamite, then steam off…. • Relaxing, Sitting, Boring • Sleep, Yoga • Calm • Contents