Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Deep In Our Refrigerator
Deep in our refrigerator,there's a special placefor food that's been around awhile...we keep it, just in case.'It's probably too old to eat,'my..
© Jack Prelutsky
Homework! Oh, Homework!
Homework! Oh, Homework!I hate you! You stink!I wish I could wash you away in the sink,if only a bombwould explode you to bits.Homework! Oh..
© Jack Prelutsky
Super Samson Simpson
I am Super Samson Simpson,I'm superlatively strong,I like to carry elephants,I do it all day long,I pick up half a dozenand hoist them in the..
© Jack Prelutsky
Dora Diller
'My stomach's full of butterflies! 'lamented Dora Diller.Her mother sighed. 'That's no surprise,you ate a caterpillar! '
© Jack Prelutsky
The Visitor
it came today to visitand moved into the houseit was smaller than an elephantbut larger than a mousefirst it slapped my sisterthen it kicked my..
© Jack Prelutsky
Bleezer's Ice Cream
I am Ebenezer Bleezer,I run BLEEZER'S ICE CREAM STORE,there are flavors in my freezeryou have never seen before,twenty-eight divine creationstoo..
© Jack Prelutsky
As Soon As Fred Gets Out Of Bed
As soon as Fred gets out of bed,his underwear goes on his head.His mother laughs, 'Don't put it there,a head's no place for underwear! 'But near his..
© Jack Prelutsky
Last Night I Dreamed Of Chickens
Last night I dreamed of chickens,there were chickens everywhere,they were standing on my stomach,they were nesting in my hair,they were pecking at my..
© Jack Prelutsky
Be Glad Your Nose Is On Your Face
Be glad your nose is on your face,not pasted on some other place,for if it were where it is not,you might dislike your nose a lot.Imagine if your..
© Jack Prelutsky
Once
Once there was a boy whowanted to be beautifuland a girl whowanted to be strong.The boy was worriedthat he wasn’t beautiful enough.The girl was..
© Michael Rosen
Down Behind The Dustbin
Down behind the dustbinI met a dog called Ted.‘Leave me alone,’ he says,‘I’m just going to bed.’Down behind the dustbinI met a dog called Roger.‘Do..
© Michael Rosen
Chocolate Cake
I love chocolate cake.And when I was a boyI loved it even more.Sometimes we used to have it for teaand Mum used to say,'If there's any left overyou..
© Michael Rosen
The Longest Odds
Leonidas of Sparta, years gone by,With but a bare three hundred of his braves,In the ravine of famed ThermopylaeHeld up the Persian army's endless..
© Jessie Pope
To A Stout Shepherdess
Dear lady, are you open to a hintAs down our sober pavement you displayA costume reminiscent of a printOf Valenciennes and shepherdesses gay?When..
© Jessie Pope
The Two Goliaths
GOLIATH was a giant, the bully of his side,His coat of mail was brazen, his face wasfierce with pride;And when a shepherd stripling to challenge him..
© Jessie Pope
Cobbers
They were “cobbers,” that’s Anzac for chum.But it means rather more than we mean –A friendship that will not succumb,Though distance or death..
© Jessie Pope
A Close Finish
['A marriage is arranged between Miss Diana Dashington and Lord Broadacres.']The race of the season is over ;I've lost and Diana has won ;She's..
© Jessie Pope
The Clerk Of The Weather
Re: HEAT WAVEDear Sir, we've had enough.Do you forget, I think you do, perhaps,Our temperate position on the maps?Daily we mourn the collar's swift..
© Jessie Pope
Ware Wire!
WHEN the beagles are running like steam,When the plough is as sticky as glue,When the scent is an absolute scream,And there's wire in the fence to..
© Jessie Pope
Coo-Ee
“Down under” boys on furlough are in townDischarged from hospital, repaired and braced,Their faces still retain, their native brown,Their millinery..
© Jessie Pope
To A Taube
Above the valley, rich and fair,On flashing pinions, glittering, gay,You hover in the upper air,A bird of prey.Snarling across the empty blueYou..
© Jessie Pope
The Nut
He used to get, when in civilian state,His tea and shaving water, sharp, at eight.Then ten delicious minutes would be spentIn one last snooze of..
© Jessie Pope
Crumbs Of Comfort
When Gladys comes a whisper wakes,A sudden thrill prevails,She holds the eyes of men, and takesThe wind out of our sails.In spite of every art we..
© Jessie Pope
Three Jolly Huntsmen
Three jolly, old huntsmen, Joe, Jerry, Jim,Took lunch at 'The Three Cornered Hat';Now Jerry was lanky, but Joe wasn't slim,And Jim was delightfully..
© Jessie Pope
The Nut’s Birthday
When Gilbert’s birthday came last spring,Oh! How our brains were rackedTo try to find a single thingOur languid dear one lacked;For, since he nestled..
© Jessie Pope