SHORT CHILDRENS POEMS

ANGELS

Angel 1 and Angel 2,
Fast asleep in bed -
Tell me little angels,
What's in an angel's head ?

Two little children asleep in bed

BATH

When I'm in the bath,
I like to play for hours -
Splashing water on the floor,
Building big foam towers.

Children playing in the bath

Bogies

Bogies come in different shapes,
In different colours, different weights,
Some are straggly, long and thin -
Some are wet and won't stay in.

Some are smeared across my face
(But losing them would be a waste),
Whilst others must be flicked away
Because they cling and want to stay.

My sister says bogies taste great!
She'd love to eat them off her plate,
But since her nose is now empty
She'll have to have some proper tea.


A poem all about bogies and snot!

BOO!

Little star
Shining bright -
Went 'BOO!!'
Gave Moon a fright.

Miniature poem

IT'S NOT FAIR!

It's not fair.

I don't see why my brother has all his friends round
When mine have gone home for tea.

It's not fair.

It's not fair when he climbs on the garage roof and gets told off,
But I get told off before I try.

It's not fair when he has the water-gun,
And mine's broken (because I broke it).

It's not fair when the T.V's on and all he watches is cartoons,
And I want to watch Mary Poppins.

It's not fair when he has a sweet,
And it's not fair when I have a sweet,
And sometimes I have to scream because it's just not fair!

No, it's not.

It's not fair!

It's not fair when I want to push into the bathroom
And he won't let me in.

It's not fair when none of my clothes look right
And yet he can't be bothered with his.

It's not fair when I get tickled,
And it's not fair when he gets tickled,
And sometimes - sometimes - it's just not fair!

No, it's not!

It's not fair, it's not fair !

July 2001

Sometimes whatever a Mum and Dad does is WRONG and everything's NOT FAIR!

CHILDREN

Two kids,
Two tunes,
Played together
Like two spoons.

Two children fighting and playing. I have to make it work.

My Doll's Got a Sister

My doll's got a sister -
Little sister.
My doll likes me -
But she likes her little sister more.

'That's O.K,' I say,
'Sister's are good.'

Mummy says I'll have a sister soon
(Only not to be surprised if it's a brother
Because sometimes even adults can't tell) -
I don't care.

My doll's got a brother, too.

20/8/01

A short poem from a child's view about the birth of a new brother or sister

Sometimes When I Sit

Sometimes when I sit,
For a dainty _ ,
I find that what I do
Is a massive -.

And when I suck my thumb
I forget it's touched my -,
And that the wetness on my knee
Is in fact my -.

Still, I clean myself, look smart,
Go downstairs and have a-,
Look at Mum, shout "What!?"
Then smear away my -.

All children love naughty poems that describe bodily functions.

D.I.V.O.R.C.E.

When my Dad left my Mum
They didn't have a fight.

Not really.

Mum told him to go -
And he went.

Threatened to come back, though,
So she KNIFED him (with her mind).

'You get out!' she screamed,
'It's D.I.V.O.R.C.E!'

Which it was.

That was a year ago,
And they still love me -
Or so they say.

But I don't know.

Does love die just like that ?

Will they stop loving me ?

It's made me look at this world just a little bit sadly.

July 2001

Having parents who are going through divorce proceedings can be a very sad and painful time for a child.

THIS LITTLE RED SOCK

This little red sock's
Floating round all free,
This little red sock's
Here to torment me.

This little red sock's
Hiding in the drum :
This little red sock
Is having TOO much fun!

This little red sock's
Dyed my clothes all pink -
This little red sock's
Made my wardrobe shrink.


One bright red sock always dyes everything else pink.

SPOT

Squeeze the bugger out,
Let forth a little shout,
There is not the slightest doubt -
That hurt!

Spots - ah, the joy of finding them (not) and then the even greater joy of SQUEEZING them!

DIGGING IN THE GARDEN

Out in the garden,
Playing in the sun -
Pulling up the flowers
Is ever so much fun.

CLEAN FISH

Every fish that's ever been
Has tried at some stage keeping clean,
Which is quite tough in dirty water
But their Mummy's say they oughta.

MY LITTLE LORD

Sitting on the carpet,
Looking at T.V -
This is how I like it,
Everything done for me.

THE LITTLE SEED

Blown on the wind,
Trampled by the rain,
The little seed must find its place
And grow a tree again.

SEE-SAW

See-saw, Marjorie Daw,
Clickety-bang wallop
Bang bang click -
Looks like this see-saw need's mending.

OLD CAT

If you see an ancient cat
Staring out to sea,
Give it a little shove on the back
And say it was from me.

DRAGON

If you see a Dragon
Sitting in a boat,
Scare the little Dragon
By saying Dragons can't float.

SNACKS

Bread and butter for my tea,
Slugs and worms for snacks:
I know you don't believe me
But those are the actual facts.

RACING PIGEON

The racing pigeon's extremely fast
When chasing after food -
All other birds are pushed aside,
Which is extremely rude.

MUM'S VIEW

Fish fingers for her dinner
And butter for her tea -
No wonder she is fonder
Of her Daddy than of me.

CUSTARD

If all the custard in the sea
Was second helpings just for me
Would I ask for more ?
I'm really not that sure.

PICTURE

There's a picture on the wall,
Of me when I was small:
Who'd have thought
I could be so short ?

THE CROCODILE WAS VERY BAD

The crocodile was very bad,
In fact it was an awful cad -
Forever eating smaller things
('I'll eat WHATEVER Nature brings!')

The elephant, by contrast,
Enjoyed its veggie breakfast,
And liked to see the beauteous green
In absolutely everything.

Sadly, we must say,
The croccy had its awful way:
Snuck up when 'phanty fell asleep,
And started snacking on 'phant's feet.

Of course elephpant was very cross
(Which somehow only made it worse)
And finding one leg nibbled down
Gave crocodile an awful frown.

'My toes!' it cried, ' between your teeth!
Unfriendly that, to say the leasth!' -
But croc. was silently amused -
"It's lips, not toes, that I now chews!"

'Help!' screamed elephant, far too late -
A hungry croc. will never wait
For niceties between two friends,
Even if one friend's life ends.

So let us make from this sad tale
A moral that seems suitable -
The crocodile will always win,
And do it with a savage grin!

LEMMINGS

The lemming travels far and wide
To throw itself to death:
Someone must have told the lemming
The lemming's got bad breath.

SPOTS

The Leopard's spots
Cannot be caught,
Unlike measles
Which you get off weasels.

SPIDERS

I couldn't sleep for spiders,
Spiders climbing everywhere -
I couldn't sleep for spiders,
Spiders all round me.

I couldn't sleep for spiders,
Spiders climbing in my hair:
I couldn't sleep for spiders -
They're all that I can see.

I couldn't sleep for spiders
(Someone keep the light on bright):
I couldn't sleep for spiders -
What a terrible night!

THE OSTRICH WAS A SIMPLE FOOL

The Ostrich was a simple fool,
Obeying every mindless rule -
It never had the guts to say,
'Let's do these things a different way.'

So when the Lion said, 'I dare!'
And pointing said, 'Put your head there' -
The Ostrich prettily obeyed,
And once underground was quite amazed.

'It's dark down here,' it quietly coughed,
Quite grateful that the sand was soft -
And looking round it felt quite sure
That if it walked it would find more.

So happy, slappy flapped its feet
As burning sun glared down in heat
And Ostrich walked a curious mile
As Lion looked on with strange half-smile.

'Quite right I was,' the bird announced,
But Lion - already in mid-pounce -
Could not be sure of what came next:
Which left poor Lion a little vexed.

What moral? It's quite hard to say,
Except to never spoil your day
When you should wait, by leaping in -
Oh, and watch out for that dodgy grin.


This is a silly poem about an Ostrich who is dared by a Lion to put its head in the sand. Which it does. And it then starts walking with its head in the sand - until the Lion eats it.

Little Reggie

Little Reggie had a tongue
That acted like an extra thumb
And turned around within his nose
To pick the bogies that he chose.

Now one day feeling clever,
He needed a short lever -
And having none to hand,
He did something unplanned.

'My tongue will do the trick,
Instead of a short stick :
If I put it in there .....!' -
He paused, then pulled his hair.

'How stupid of me!' shouted Reg.,
'I've got the brainpowers of a veg.!
It's far too soft, and now I see
That this will end disastrously!'

'I need to make my tongue like rock -
Perhaps some fierce electric shock :
Or maybe reinforce the flesh
(Though that could really make a mess.)'

'Or if it's frozen, stuck out straight'.....
But suddenly, 'twas far too late
For Reggie's tongue jammed in his snout -
And no one heard his gargled shout.

And though his fingers scrabbled round
Poor Reggie quickly sadly found
They forced his tongue more up his nose -
Briefly, Reg. , that's how life goes.

2/00

Utterly stupid and nonsensical poem
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