Did you ever go to Silversands

On a sunny summer’s day ?

Then perhaps you saw the mermaid

Who sang in the deep blue bay

She sang to the fish in the ocean

To the haddock the hake and the ling

And they flashed their scales and swished their tales

To hear the mermaid sing

And sometimes the singing mermaid

Swam in the silvery shore

She sat and combed her golden hair

And then she sang some more

She sang to the cockles and mussels

She sang to the birds on the wing

And the seashells clapped and the seagulls flapped

To hear the mermaid sing

When Sam Sly’s circus came to town

Sam took a stroll by the sea

He heard the mermaid singing

And he rubbed his hands with glee

He said “I can make you famous

I can make you rich” said he

“You shall swim in a pool of marble

And sleep on a fine feather bed

You shall sing for the lords and the ladies

You shall sing for the Queen and the King

And young and old will pay good gold

To hear the mermaid sing”

“Don’t go ! Don’t go !” cried the seagulls

And the seashells warned “He lies”

But the mermaid listened to old Sam Sly

And smiled as she waved her goodbyes

And he took her away to the circus

And she sang to the crowds round the ring

And “More ! More ! More !” came the deafening roar

When they heard the mermaid sing

Now the mermaid shared a caravan

With Annie the acrobat

And Ding and Dong the circus dogs

And Bella the circus cat

And she made good friends with the jugglers

And the man who swallowed fire

And the clown with the tumbledown trousers

And the woman who walked on wire

But she wasn’t friends with old Sam Sly

No she didn’t care for him

For he made her live in a fish tank

Where there wasn’t room to swim

And there was no pool of marble

There was no feather bed

And when she begged him “Set me free !”

He laughed and shook his head

All summer long the circus toured

All autumn winter spring

And many a crowd cheered long and loud

To hear the mermaid sing

But the mermaid dreamed of  Silversands

And she longed for the deep blue sea

And her songs grew sad and again she said

“I beg you set me free”

But again he laughed and shook his head

And he told her “No such thing

Here you will stay while people pay

To hear the mermaid sing”

At Silversands a seagull

Was flying to to his nest

When on the breeze he heard a song

The song which he loved best

And he followed the song to the caravan

Sam Sly was about to lock it

The seagull watched as he turned the key

And slipped it into his pocket

The seagull waited until Sam had gone

The he perched on the windowsill

And tap-tap-tap at the window

He tapped with his yellow bill

“Come back ! Come back to Silversands

It’s only a mile away

I can find the key and set you free

If you’ll come home to the bay”

“Escape !” barked the dogs

“Escape !” miaowed the cats

But the mermaid sighed “I’d fail

For how could I walk to Silversands

When I only have a tail?”

“Like this !” cried Annie the acrobat

And she stood upon her hands

“This is the way the only way

To get to Silversands

Right hand left hand tail up high

There’s really nothing to it

If I give you lessons every night

You’ll soon learn how to do it”

Next week while Sam was snoring

The seagull stole the key

He carried it off to the caravan

And set the mermaid free

And he flew ahead to guide her

As she walked upon her hands

All along the moonlit road

That led to Silversands

And the creatures on the seashore

And the fish beneath the foam

Jumped and splashed and danced with joy

To have their mermaid home

And she sang to the cockles and mussels

She sang to the birds on the wing

And the seashells clapped and the seagulls flapped

To hear the mermaid sing

And if you go down to Silversands

And swim in the bay of blue

Perhaps you’ll see the mermaid

And perhaps she’ll sing for you

(Written by Julia Donaldson)



There were these two children

And they were in bed

And it was

Time they were asleep

But they were making a huge noise

Shouting yelling and screaming

Look at me

Look at you

Let’s go mad

Yes ! Let’s go mad

Their Dad heard them

And he shouted up to them

Stop the noise

Stop the noise

If you don’t stop the noise

I’m coming upstairs

And I’ll give you

A bit of real touble

Everything went quiet

A few minutes later

One of the children called out

Dad ! Dad !

When you come up

To give us a bit of real trouble

Can you bring us up

A drink of water as well

(Written by Michael Rosen)


My eyes see

His eyes see

I see him

And he sees me

Our eyes see blue

Our eyes see red

They see a bird

They see a bed

They see the sun

They see the moon

They see a fork

A knife

A spoon

They see a girl

They see a man

A boy

A horse

An old tin can

They look down holes

They look up poles

Our eyes see trees

They look at clocks

They look at bees

They look at socks

Our eyes see flies

Our eyes see ants

Sometimes they see pink underpants

Our eyes see rings

Our eyes see strings

They see

So many many things

So many things

Like rain

And pie

And dogs

And aeroplanes

In the sky

And so we say

Hooray for eyes

Hooray hooray hooray

For eyes

(Written by Dr Seuss / Theo LeSieg / Theodor Geisel)


Grandad is coming to fetch me

Here he comes at last

I’m going to stay at his house today

That’s why I’m running so fast

I like going to theme parks

And I like going to the zoo

But best of all I like Grandad’s house

And that’s where we’re going to

First we go on a big fast bus

Then we go on a train

And I can hold the tickets

For there and back again

I like going on aeroplanes

I like big ships on the sea

But best of all I like Grandad’s boat

And that’s where I’d rather be

Grandad lives in a lighthouse

And we row to get across

Some people think that’s very hard

But it isn’t hard for us

Grandad’s house is very tall

It guides the ships in the night

And you have to climb a hundred steps

To reach the shining light

We don’t bother to watch tv

Or look at videos

Grandad and I like making things

We’ve made a cart that goes

When you sit in Grandad’s kitchen

It’s like being in the sky

You can look right down on a tiny town

Like the seagulls that glide by

He has a garden made of sand

Sometimes we make a fire

We cook our supper and warm our toes

While the sparks go higher and higher

I like Mum and Dad’s big bed

And I like my bed (which is small)

But I’ve got a hammock at Grandad’s house

And I like that best of all

I like rocking myself to sleep

I like to sway in my dreams

I like to watch the ships sail on

Safe in the lighthouse beams


(Written by Ian Whybrow)