Sunday, November 20, 2016

Small Poems

My son seems to spend his time whirling together all the words he has heard and stringing them into unlikely verses, which sound very poetic as he says them aloud.  His world revolves around machines and motion (and food!) so these figure most often in his conversation.  Here are a few examples of the little bits of poetry-

Oh, look, that silly excavator
Is going on the escalator..

Now, the tanker sings 
A penne song
And a benne song
And a fusilli song
And a spaghetti song
And songs of all
The food he is eating

That spaghetti 
Has electricity!

Now that earth is spinning
And gravity is spinning
Like a top.
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