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A Head Noogies Kids Poem: “Souvenir Shop”

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June 1, 2013

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Head Noogies to ya! This is the sixth in a series of Kid’s Poem blogs aimed at you, the Mom and Dad challenged. Enjoy!

WATERFRONT SOUVENIR SHOP

A kids poem

by Terofil Gizelbach

 Copyright Terofil Gizelbach, 2013

 

“Spongeman” waits by the doorway, sleeping…

Is he dreaming of the treasures stored within?

 That old waterfront shack, hiding loot galore!

Don’t know ‘bout you, but I…

Want…

More…

 

…T-shirts, toys, an’ trinkets! Look!

Aisles an’ aisles of conch sea shells!

Carved coconuts an’ beach mattresses,

An’ tons of cool stuff no one else sells!

Sunglasses an’ racks of suntan lotion!

Parrot shirts an’ blue Hawaiian trunks!

Boards for riding on top o’ the ocean…

I can’t live ‘less I buy some o’ this junk!

 

Bu-ut…I like Mr. Spongeman best, I think—

And wonder at his life out of the sea.

Why does he guard the souvenir store?

And why doesn’t he answer me?

P’raps he watches for burglars….

To keep them from stealing an’ stuff.

Maybe he cleans an’ mops up after spills…

I sure hope they pay Spongeman enough!

 

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For another kids poem like this one, please visit the “Young Reader’s” page.

For another site devoted to kids poems, please visit Kenn Nesbitt’s site: http://www.poetry4kids.com/

 

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Head Noogies: A Kids Poem for the Mom and Dad Challenged…“Good Deeds”

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April 29, 2013

clam2A kids poem for you, the Mom and Dad challenged…enjoy!

 

GOOD DEEDS

A kids poem by Terofil Gizelbach

 Copyright Terofil Gizelbach, 2013

 

ON THE BEACH…

 

…If I were sandy, as sandy as they,

I’d be too scratchy to run, too itchy to play.

I’d have sand in my ears, sand in my nose;

And another five pounds trapped in my clothes.

Dad says “They like it,” But I think that’s all blab…

Fill a bucket with water, I’m washing a crab.

 

If I were scattered, as scattered as they,

I’d be jumping in circles, and running astray.

I’d hop, leap, and bounce (if I had a wall),

With no more direction than a red rubber ball.

Mom says: “They’re dirty—leave them alone please,”

But I think it’s time to start herding sand fleas.

 

If I were grumpy, as grumpy as they,

I’d kick shells at the gulls; I’d throw trash in the bay.

I’d put sand in Mom’s lotion, and water Dad’s towel;

I’d be cross all day, my mood would be foul.

Dad says: “It’s okay; they don’t mean it a bit,”

But I disagree, I’m teaching clams not to spit.

 

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For another kids poem like this one, please visit the “Young Reader’s” page. For an interesting site on catching, keeping, and feeding sand crabs, please visit http://www.ehow.com/how_4851753_catch-sand-crab.html

 

 

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Head Noogies: A Kids Poem for the Mom and Dad Challenged…“Zenvie and Pusk”

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April 25, 2013

File0020A head noogies kids poem for you, the Mom and Dad challenged…enjoy!

ZENVIE AND PUSK

A kids poem by Terofil Gizelbach

Copyright Terofil Gizelbach 2013

In the kingdom of Foodles

In the county of Zusk

Lived two Foodle-ites

Named Zenvie and Pusk.

 

Pusk didn’t like Zenvie

Zenvie didn’t like Pusk

Both were filled with envy

Of the other Foodle-ites’ stuff.

 

Zenvie bought a thuddle-whumper

Pusk bought one bigger

Zenvie bought a thing-ama-job

Pusk bought a thing-ama-jigger

 

Zenvie bought a shiny new bubble-car

Pusk bought a bubble-car bus

Zenvie bought a beach-walker-boat

But Pusk’d bought one first.

 

Pusk bought a brand new home

Then Zenvie bought one too

Pusk put in a grassy green lawn

But Zenvie had his lawn painted blue

 

They spent and spent and tried and tried

The other each other to out do

And then went broke at the end of the month

When all the bills were due.

 

Last I heard of those two silly Foodles

They were locked in a heated spat.

To see which one would starve away first

It’s a good thing that Foodle-ites are fat.

 

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For another kids poem like this one, please visit the “Young Reader’s” page.

 

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Head Noogies: A Kids Poem for the Mom and Dad Challenged…“Robot”

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April 18, 2013

A kids poem illustration for "Eleven from Eight Equals One Robot."

A “Head Noogies” kids poem for you, the Mom and Dad challenged…enjoy!

ELEVEN FROM EIGHT EQUALS ONE ROBOT

A kids poem by Terofil Gizelbach

Copyright Terofil Gizelbach, 2013

 

One robot, two robots, three robots, four…

Run quick! Scoot! I gotta shut the door!

Five robots, six robots, seven robots, eight…

Get a wrench fast, I hope its not too late!

Eight robots, seven robots, six and now just five…

I’m taking ‘em apart, you bet, as fast as they arrive!

Four clankers, three ‘clinkers, two ‘bots, an’ now just one…

What’ll I do with all this robot junk…it must weigh a ton!

Oh gosh, to get it all out, I’ll need this one robot plus ten…

C’mon now, you robot—help me put ‘em all back together again!

 

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For another kids poem like this one, please visit the “Young Reader’s” page. For more cool info about  robots, please check out this excellent link: http://www.sciencekids.co.nz/robots.html

 

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Head Noogies: A Kid’s Poem for the Mom and Dad Challenged…“Out of Time”

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March 20, 2013

dino 2A kids poem for you, the Mom and Dad challenged…enjoy!

OUT OF TIME

A kids poem by Terofil Gizelbach

Copyright Terofil Gizelbach, 2012

 

Run for your life!

Hurry!

Scurry!

Go!

Are those Tyrannosaurus footsteps?

ARRRGH! I’m moving wa-aay too slow!

How’d I get in such a predicament?

How’d I get in such a mess?

It’s Teacher’s fault, she sent me here…

Out of pure nastiness!

The “Time Corrector” was set back only an hour or two, she said

But now I’m miles back in the Cretaceous, an inch from nearly dead!

So I filched Suzy’s ruler!

So I boxed Edgar’s ears!

Is that any reason to send me back

Nearly sixty million years?

Snapping raptor fangs behind me! Ahead Ankylosaurus’ club!

No way Teacher made a mistake!

No way this is a flub!

Watch out for Triceratops’ horns! Are those Pteranodons circling overhead?

Maybe this is just a dream…

Yeah, maybe I’m still in bed!

Uh-oh, the ground is shaking; I hear T-Rex’s roar!

Gotta run even faster!

But my legs are getting sore…

Teacher, I promise I’ll be better! I promise I’ll behave!

What’s that half a mile ahead?

Could it be a cave?

Skitter-scat for safety!

I won’t be T-Rex’s lunch!

Yeah, I’m almost there…

…Oh! Oh, darn!

 

(CRUNCH!)

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For another kids poem like this one, please visit the “Young Reader’s” page.

 

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Head Noogies: A Kid’s Poem for the Mom and Dad Challenged…“Friends”

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January 31, 2013

This is the second in a series of Kid’s Poem blogs aimed at you, the Mom and Dad challenged. Enjoy!

 

FRIENDS

A Kid’s Poem by Terofil Gizelbach

(From “1313 Crabapple Street”)

Copyright Terofil Gizelbach, 2012

There’s an old oak tree where I like to play,

In a leafy glade, on a sunny day.

I call him Old Pete—

‘Cause all trees, y’know, have names.

He’s never told me what his is…

But I call him ‘Ol Pete just the same.

 

There’s a noisy Jay-bird nestng in Ol’ Pete;

He scolds the kids, living on my street.

I call him “Screamin’ J.”

‘Cause all birds, y’know, have names.

I’m sure he’s called me a few…

But I like Screamin’ J. just the same.

 

A great horned Owl lives in ‘Ol Pete’s bole,

And hooty-hoots at night, from his hole.

I call him Einstein.

‘Cause all Owls, y’know, are wise.

He’s smart just like his name;

I can see it in Einstein’s eyes

 

I never get tired of playing by Ol’ Pete.

Or if I do, I smile and take a grassy seat.

I call it my quiet time.

It’s good, y’know, to have nothing to say.

My friends understand without all the talk…

Pete, Einstein, and my Screamin’ J.

 

Other Kid’s Poems can be found on the “Young Reader’s Page.”

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Head Noogies: A Kids Poem Blog for the Mom and Dad Challenged…”No Second Banana.”

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January 29, 2013

No Second Banana                                 A kids poem aimed at you, the Mom and Dad challenged. Enjoy!

 

NO SECOND BANANA

A Kids Poem by Terofil Gizelbach

Copyright Terofil Gizelbach, 2012

 

A banana spoke with another banana and argued with Mr. Pear:

“A ‘nanner’ is a wonderful thing, its flavor divinely rare—

An’ skinny is better than bestest ever and yellow better still!”

But Pear said “Poo!” and “Foo on you! It’s green that fits the bill!”

Now, I’m round, it’s true, and hard—not goo—and have a leafy ‘do’

But I’ll knock the socks off you, hoo-boy!

A pear tastes as grand as you.”

The first banana thunk tolerable hard and screwed his peel into a grimace.

Ol’ One Banana’s face was mean and his dot eyes filled with menace.

But Second Banana’s feelings were bruised and he soon began to bellow:

“So I’m squishy an’ soft an’ sugary mush an’ mostly pretty mellow—

And bend when I stand like a humbled old man and folks call me ‘yella’

But I’ll never be second banana to the likes of you, oh no!

Not to a green ol’ pear like you!”

Then hands swooped down and mouths opened and all were gone in a gobble.

And if this tale has a moral it’s mostly not to squabble.

For red or green or in between a fruit is still a fruit.

And round or thin, or yellow or blue, no one gives a hoot.

So if you’re hankering to knock the next guy ‘round because he’s short or tall…

Just remember he’s no second banana…

No second banana at all.

For another kids poem like this one, please visit the “Young Reader’s” page.

 

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