By: Sharon K. Shubert

Illustrations by Ken Shubert


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MY GREEN GUM



I had to go to bed last night
Without my tasty gum
I didn't want to throw it out,
So I stuck it on my thumb!

And so I slept with this
wad of gum,
Smelling of green apple,
Stuck onto my thumb all night,
It can really be a hassle!

When I woke up the gum
was gone!
I searched high and low,
It's neon green and juicy
And has a bit of glow...

Where, oh where has my gum gone?
I can't imagine where!
Then I got grounded for a week,
'Cause I had stuck it in my hair!


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MY MEATBALL
My meatball rolled off the table,
My meatball rolled out the door,
Then I saw it catch a cab,
My meatball's gone for sure!

I jumped on my bike and followed,
Where would a meatball go?
What a surprise that I should see,
A variety meatball show!

Meatballs danced on stages,
One played a tiny drum,
One jumped up high in the air,
I caught it with my tongue!
Some were covered in pasta,
Some with melted cheese,
Others were plain old meatballs,
Can I have another please?

My meatball sang a little tune,
Then rolled off out the door,
Then with one big bite-
I gobbled him up,
My meatball is no more!


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GNOME IN MY GARDEN

I saw a gnome in my garden
sneaking around,
So I followed him on tip-toes
not making a sound.
I watched as he skipped
his way down the path,
Why is he whistling and
skipping like that?

A gnome in my garden?!!
How can this be?
He's short and he's smiling
and laughing with glee.
His hat is all pointed,
his whiskers are white.
A gnome in my garden
On a Saturday night?

I peeked through the blossoms,
Just as he ran,
Scurrying away as fast as
little gnomes can.
Jumping over the bushes,
I fell on my face.
And the gnome was gone,
without a trace.

So I picked myself up
and I looked around,
Then glinting nearby
lying on the ground,
A sack of gold coins-
Oh, look what I've found!

Then the gnome rushed by
Quick as a wink,
Grabbed the coins from my
hand,
Before I could think!

Come back here you gnome!
Come back here I say!
He just giggled and disappeared
Down the pathway.

Where oh where has this little
gnome gone?
Will he be back in the morn just
before dawn?
Will he skip? Will he dance?
Will he laugh with glee?
Come back little gnome and play
with me!


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GOBLIN IN MY CLOSET




I'm hiding under the covers
on a dark and stormy night!
A goblin's in my closet,
He's a green and gory sight!
I saw him sneaking through
the door,
He tip-toed by my bed,
I said, "what are you
doing here?"
He just smirked and turned
his head.

"Get out!" I whispered
through the sheets,
He made not a sound....
"Go away!" I said in
a quivering voice,
He just looked around...

His eyes are bulging,
glowing green.
His breath stinks of garlic,
What am I to do with this
goblin I found,
Hiding in my closet?!!


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JUICY PURPLE PICKLE

Have you ever ate a purple pickle?
My brother says he has!
A big juicy purple pickle,
I'm telling Mom and Dad!
Where'd you get that purple pickle?
Was it sour or candy sweet?
He said he bought it for a nickle,
at the circus down the street!
I don't know if I believe him,
My brother likes to tease,
But, I want a purple pickle,
Can I have a big one please?


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OLD CAT WOMAN



There was an old woman,
Whose house was a zoo.
She had so many cats,
She didn't know what to do!
She gave them some catnip,
And yarn balls for fun,
Then took them to the beach,
Where they played in the sun.

Cats swimming and surfing!
Oh! What a sight!
The old woman laughed,
Them took them home
for the night.
She fed them all fish tails,
Then put them to bed,
To dream of catnip and swimming,
And yarn balls of red.


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RODNEY THE RABBIT

Rodney the rabbit,
Loved to hop all around,
Hopping in his house,
And all over town.
He hopped to the carrot patch,
He hopped through the grass,
He hopped morning, noon and night.
He hopped and hopped so fast!
He must still be hopping,
I just saw him hop by!
Rodney the rabbit,
My! Oh my! Oh my!


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YOU LAZY CAT!

You lazy cat!
Get up and play!
Stop lying around
the house all day.
There's mice to catch,
A job to be done,
But you're just lying
there in the sun!
Get up! Get moving!
Stop twitching your tail!
It's time to get busy,
But you're just lying there
still!
What's the matter with you?
Too many naps?
Oh yes, you're just a
lazy, old cat!


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BLY

I found this frog the other day,
When I was running outside to play.
He didn't hop away from me,
So I took him home for my
friends to see.

I heard him say,
“my name is Bly.
My favorite meal is a
big, buzzy fly”.

I stared at him amazed
to find,
A talking frog
with a human mind!

“Bly! How did you get that name?” I asked.
“Oh, I don't know; it's better
than Fred”, he said.

So now Bly is a friend of mine,
He catches big buzzy flies,
To pass the time.
We go outside down by the pond,
And look for his friend,
A frog named Ron.
He's a big bullfrog living
down the way,
He catches big, buzzy flies
each and every day!

So do you believe this tale of Bly?
The talking frog who catches
big, buzzy flies?

I believe~
but I don't know why.


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BIF, THE BEAR

Bif the bear loves to play,
He doesn't like sitting around
the house all day.
He loves to swing,
He loves to run....
He loves playing outside
in the morning sun.
Bif jumps rope.
Bif plays ball.
But Bif loves skating
most of all!
Skating is fun!
So Bif skates every day.
Bif, the bear,
He loves to play!


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TRISH, THE FISH

I have a fish named Trish.
She is the color red.
She lives in a little bowl,
That sits beside my bed.
I watch her swim
around and 'round.
I wonder if she knows?
She really getting nowhere,
Swimming in that bowl.


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BIG HAIRY TOE




My brother has a big hairy toe,
But he won't let you see!
He hides it under the covers at night,
And tries to frighten me.
It is a really big hairy toe,
I don't like to look!
But then he sticks it in my face,
When I'm trying to read this book!


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MY BEAN IN A BOWL



I planted a bean
When I was seven,
Under the shady pear tree.
I thought it would grow up
to the heavens,
Like Jack's jellybean seeds.

I watched and I watered,
Green sprouts did appear,
But all I got was the
bean you see here!

It's just an old bean,
Nope, not any fun,
No giants appeared,
Just a bean, just one!

I can't climb the beanstalk,
I can't look for gold,
All I have-
Is a bean
in a bowl!




MY STINKY SHOES

My stinky shoes don't bother me,
I wear them every day.
They may stink like my mom says,
But I like them anyway!

Running fast and jumping,
Kickling balls into the sky,
Tippy-toes and tumbling,
Climbing way up high.

I wear my stinky shoes,
To play out with my friends,
Then kick them off and go to bed,
And put them on again!


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THAT SLIMY BANANA PEEL!



I was running down the hallway,
As fast as I could go,
Slipped on a slimy banana peel,
And fell and hurt my toe!

Who left that slimy banana peel,
Lying on the ground?
Who ate the yummy inside out,
Then threw the peeling down?

Sure is a slimy banana peel,
Left lying on the ground,
I think I ate the inside out,
Then threw the peeling down!


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THE DINOSAUR WHO LOVED SNOWCONES

I rode a dinosaur today,
To town, over the hill.
Billy looked and laughed at me,
He's probably laughing still!
A dog chased us down the street,
But the dinosaur didn't care,
He kept going as fast as he could,
All the way to the fair!

We surprised people on the rides,
They screamed and off they ran,
The dinosaur walked down the midway,
In search of a snowcone stand.
He helped himself to snowcones,
Grape and berry blue,
He asked me if I wanted one,
I said, “may I have two?”

We ate bellyfulls of snowcones,
Cherry and lime green,
I said, “we should be going now”,
The dinosaur agreed.
We'll be back tomorrow
In search of snowcone treats,
I'll laugh and ride the dinosaur,
Make more snowcones please!


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THE COW, THE MOON AND THE CHEESE

Why did the cow jump over the moon?
Way up there in the sky?
The old man in the moon,
Smiled and laughed,
And watched as she flew by.

Cowbells clanged as she jumped high,
What a surprise!
She's usually shy!
She clanked and clattered,
And let out a mooooo,
Then kicked up her heels,
And said, “how do you do?”

The man in the moon
was certainly surprised,
And so he answered with glee,
“Well, I'm fine Mrs. Cow
and since you're here,
may I have some milk
for my cheese?”


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STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE & MY DOG

My old dog loves strawberry shortcake,
I don't really know why.
He whines at me and wags his tail,
But he won't eat strawberry pie!

It's gotta be the shortcake,
With fluffy whipped cream on top,
He gobbles it up
In one big bite,
Then smiles and licks his chops!


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BLOW A BUBBLE

Blow a bubble
Red and blue,
Blow a green or purple.
But don't let it pop,
And stick in your hair,
Or you may be in big trouble!


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PETER THE PUMPKIN

Peter the pumpkin grew in a patch,
Outside the edge of town.
He dreamed of growing big
and strong,
Bright orange and so round.
Halloween was soon coming,
Peter knew the day,
He wished to be a jack-o-lantern,
And watch the children play.
Costumes and sweet candy,
Trick or treating in the night,
Peter would be sitting there
To give a big big fright!
Each day he grew much bigger
His orange bold and bright.
Ready for the children
Jack-o-lantern in the night.


THIS IS A GIRL NAMED PAM



This is a girl named Pam,
She loves to eat grape jam.
She can't seem to get enough,
Of that sweet purple stuff!
She gets a great big spoonful,
And smears it on some bread,
Then gobbles it down,
Before she goes to bed.
Grape jam on toast
in the morning,
Before she goes to school.
Grape jam in Pam's lunchbox,
She thinks is oh, so cool.
No pizza or spaghetti
could ever taste so good!
Yes, grape jam for dinner;
It's her favorite food!
This is a girl named Pam.
She loves to eat grape jam.




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SWEET POTATO PIE

Once upon a time,
Before you and I,
There lived a little man,
Who loved sweet potato pie.
He'd get up every morning,
Before the sun came up,
And eat sweet potato pie,
That he really loved so much!
Then he'd go off fishing,
For an hour or two.
Sitting on the creek bank,
With nothing much to do.
The sun rose in the sky,
It was lunch time, he knew.
Every day for lunch,
He'd eat a slice or two!
Sweet potato pie!
Every single day.
He was a silly little man,
I must say.


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HOO! HOO! HOO!

That owl is in the tree again,
I heard it in the night!
Hoo-hooing by my window,
It gave me quite a fright!

Who is he hoo-hooing for,
By my window pane?
Who is he calling in the night,
Hoo-hooing once again?

Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!
I really should be scared.
But it's just a hoot owl in the tree,
Hoo-hooing way up there.















































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