Scobby Dobby Doo
Scobby Dobby Doo
Had a poo
‘nd there is no toilet paper,
Then he asked his mum to wipe his bum,
But she said use ya’ finger!
By Mckenzie
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Scobby Dobby Doo
Had a poo
‘nd there is no toilet paper,
Then he asked his mum to wipe his bum,
But she said use ya’ finger!
By Mckenzie
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Filed under: Funny Child Poems
One fine day in the middle of the night,
Two dead boys got up to fight,
Back to back they faced each other,
Drew their swords and shot each other,
One was blind and the other couldn’t see,
So they chose a dummy for a referee.
A blind man went to see fair play,
A dumb man went to shout “hooray!”
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One bright day in the middle of the night
Two dead boys got up to fight..
Back to back they faced each other,
And drew there swords and shot each other,
A deaf policemen heard the noise
And went to kill the two dead boys
If you think this story isn’t true…
Ask the blind man..
He saw it too.
By Emily
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I’m a fly
And I fly around till I get smashed
Around and die
There are so many of me you could’nt count
I fly in your face and sometimes get in your mouth
You slap me to the wall and i die
I m annoying
I m a fly
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There once was a cat that lived with a rat.
And that loves to wear hats.
The rat got fat.
And the cat jack the rat.
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I feel the shots taken
all the paint wasted
all the money spent
the dodging continues
you see people get hit.
The bruises and bumps you get
when the paint splatters
nothing really matters
you feel trapped
whats going through your head?
you see snipers with scopes
are you gonna get hit
might as well go prone
duck in the snake pits
but you get hit in the leg
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I have this box, it is all mine,
it may not be big and it may not shine,
but it is the perfect size for me,
i got it today from mommy and daddy.
I’ll sit it in the corner there,
and play inside it with my Murphy bear,
i won’t get sad when it’s time to go in,
because i know tomorrow I’ll be in my box again.
by audriana louise M.
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And childhood funny we go to school
and all we want is money
we play games and such intil mom beats u
but is wied how we work and take over turf.
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One sister have I in our house,
And one a hedge away,
There ’s only one recorded
But both belong to me.
One came the way that I came
And wore my past year’s gown,
The other as a bird her nest,
Builded our hearts among.
She did not sing as we did,
It was a different tune,
Herself to her a music
As Bumble-bee of June.
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Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupation,
That is know as the children’s hour.
I hear in the chamber above me
The patter of little feet,
The sound of a door that is opened,
And voices soft and sweet.
From my study I see in the lamplight,
Descending the broad hall stair,
Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra,
And Edith with golden hair.
A whisper and then a silence:
Yet I know by their merry eyes,
They are plotting and planning together,
To take me by surprise.
A sudden rush from the stairway,
A sudden raid from the hall!
By three doors left unguarded
They enter my castle wall!
They climb up into my turret
O’er the arms and back of my chair;
If I try to escape, they surround me,
They seem to be everywhere.
They almost devour me with kisses,
Their arms about me entwine,
Till I think of the Bishop of Bingen
In his Mouse-Tower on the Rhine!
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