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2008年7月12日 星期六

Homework! Oh, Homework

Homework! Oh, homework!

I hate you! You stink!

I wish I could wash you

away in the sink



if only a bomb

would explode you to bits

Homework! Oh, homework!

You're giving me fits



I'd rather take baths

with a man-eating shark

or wrestle a lion

along in the dark



eat spinach and liver

pet ten porcupines

than tackle the homework

my teacher assigns



Homework! Oh, homework!

You're last on my list

I simply can't see

why you even exist



if you just disappeared

it would tickle me pink

Homework! Oh, homework!

I hate you! You stink!

2007年8月8日 星期三

It's Fangs Were Red

Its fangs were red with bloody gore

its eyes were red with meance



it battered down my bedroom door

and burst across my bedroom floor

and with a loud resounding roar

said, "ANYONE FOR TENNIS?"

2007年8月5日 星期日

The Bloders Are Exploding

The Bloders are exploding

they are bursting left and right

like vials of nitroglycerine

or sticks of dynamite



They are going up like rockets

they are popping here and there

the sky is filled with Bloders

detonating in the air



There's a simple explanation

for this odd catastrophe

you are bound to go to pieces

when you dine on TNT

Ounce and Bounce

Bowen Ounce and Owen Bounce

fell off a speeding train

both were fortunate

and live to fall again



Owen Bounce, who weighed an ounce

was cushioned by soft shurbbery

Bowen Ounce just bounced and bounced

for he was round and rubbery

My Sister Is a Sissy

My sister is a sissy

She's afraid of dogs and cats

a toad can give her tantrums

and she's terrified of rats



she screams at things at stingers

things that buzz, and things that crawl

just the shadow of a spider

sent my sister up the wall



A lizard makes her shiver

and a turtle makes her squirm

she positively cringes

at a prospect of a worm



she's afraid of things with feathers

she's afraid of things with fur

she's scared of almost everything-

how come I scared of her?

The Diatonic Dittymunch

The Diatonic Dittymunch

plucked music from the air

it swallowed scores of symphonies

and still had space to spare



sonatas and contatas

slithered sweetly down it throat

it made ballads into salads

and consumed note by note



It ate marches and mazurkas

it ate rhapsodies and reels

minuets and tarentellas

were the staples of its meals



but the Diatonic Dittymunch

outdid itself one day

it ate three-act opera

and loudly passed away

I Am Falling off a Mountain

I am falling off a mountain

I am plummeting through space

you may see this does not please me

by the frown upon my face



As the ground keeps getting nearer

it's a simple task to tell

that I've got a slight delimma

that my day's going well



My velocity's increasing

I am dropping like a stone

I could do with some assistance

is there someone I can phone



Though I'm unafraid of falling

I am prompted to relate

that the landing has me worried

and I don't have long to wait



I am running out of options

there's just one thing left to try-

in the next eleven seconds

I have got to learn to fly

I've Got an Incredible Headache

I've got an incredible headache

my temples are throbbing with pain

it feel like a freight train with two locomotives

is chugging about in my brain



I'm sure I can't stand it much longer

my skull's being squeezed in a vise

as regiments march to the blaring of trumpets

and thousands of tap-dancing mice



My head's filled with horrible nioses

there's a man mashing melons inside

someone keeps drumming on bongos and plumbing

as porpoises thrash in the tide



An elephant herd is stampeding

a valcano is blowing its top

and if I keep hitting my head with this hammer

I doubt that my headache will stop

I Spied My Shadow Slinking

I spied my shadow slinking

up behine me in the night

I issued it a challenge

and we started in to fight



I wrestled with that shadow

but it wasn't any fun

I tried my very hardest-

all the same, my shadow won

Mable, Remarkable Mable

Oh, Mable, remarkable Mable

your dining demeanor is queer

you eat with your feet on your table

while a teaspoon sticks out of your ear



Your mouth opens wide and than wider

as you shovel six hamburgers in

your elbows are dripping with cider

there mustared all over your chin



In your lap lies a lump of linguine

your toes cling to slices of bread

your kness balance pound of zucchini

there's a pudding on top of your head



Your nose is spread thickly with butter

your shoulders hold pickles in brine

Oh, Mable, you may make me mutter

but it's wonderful watching you dine

Forty Performing Banana

We're FORTY PERFORMING BANANA

in bright yellow slippery skin

our features are rather appealing

through we've neither shoulders nor chins



we cha-cha, fandango, and tango

we kick and we skip and we hop

while half of us belt out a ballad

the rest of us spin like a top



We're FORTY PERFORMING BANANA

we mambo, we samba, we waltz

we dangle and swing from the ceiling

then turn very slick somersaults



people drive here in bunches to see us

our splits earn us worldly renown

we're FORTY PERFORMING BANANA

come see us when you are in town

When Dracula Went to The Blood Bank

When Dracula went to the blood bank

he thoroughly flustered the staff

for rather than make a donation

he drew out a pint and a half

My Brother's Head Should Be Replaced

My brother's head should be replaced

It's lighter than a feather

he's trying to use tomato paste

to paste tomatoes togete

The New Kid on the Block

There’s a new kid on the block

and boy, that kid is tough

that new kid punches hard

that new kid plays real rough



that new kid’s big and strong

with muscles everywhere

that new kid tweaked my arm

that new kid pulled my hair



That new kid likes to fight

and pick on all the guys

that new kid scares me some

(that new kid’s twice my size)



that new kid stomped my toes

that new kid swiped my ball

that new kid’s really bad

I don’t care for her at all

When Tillie Ate The Chili

When Tillie ate the chili

she erupted from her seat

she gulped a quart of water

and fled screaming down the street



she coughed

she wheezed

she sputtered



she ran totally amok

she set a new world record

as she raced on the block



Tillie’s mouth was full of fire

Tillie’s eyes were red with tears

she was smoking from her nostrils

she was steaming from her ears



she cooled off an hour later

showing perfect self-control

as she said, “What tasty chili

I should like another bowl.”

My Dog, He Is an Ugly Dog

My dog, he is an ugly dog

he's put together wrong

his legs are much too short for him

his ears are much too long



My dog, he is a scrufffy dog

he's missing clumps of hair

his fase is quiet ridiculous

his tail is scarcely there



My dog, he is a dingy dog

his fur is full of fleas

he sometimes smells like dirty socks

he sometimes smells like cheese



My dog, he is a noise dog

he's hardy ever still

he barks at almost anything

his voice is loud and shrill



My dog, he is a stupid dog

his mind is slow and thick

he's never learned to catch a ball

he cannot fetch a stick



My dog, he is a greedy dog

he eats enough for three

his belly bulges to the ground

he is the dog for me

My Baby Brother

My baby brother is so small



he hasn’t even learned to crawl



He’s only been around a week



and all he seems to do is bowl



and wiggle, sleep…and leak