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THE PINES

Hear the rumble

Oh hear the crash !

The great trees tumble

The strong boughs smash

Men with saws are cutting the pines

That marched like soldiers

In straight green lines

Seventy years have made them tall

It takes ten minutes

To make them fall

And breaking free

With never a care

The pine cone leaps

Through the clear bright air

(Written by Margaret Mahy)

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HOPALOOKANGAROO

If you can jigaloo

Jigaloo

I can do

The jigaloo too

For I’m the jiggiest

Jigaloo kangaroo

Jigaloo all night through

Jigaloo all night through

If you can boogaloo

Boogaloo

I can do

The boogaloo too

For I’m the boogiest

Boogaloo kangaroo

Boogaloo all night through

Boogaloo all night through

But bet you can’t hopaloo

Hopaloo

Like I can do

For I”m the hoppiest

Hopaloo kangaroo

Hopaloo all night through

Hopaloo all night through

Gonna show you steps

You never knew

And guess what guys ?

My baby in my pouch

Will be dancing too

(Written by John Agard)

 

MRS McTATS AND HER HOUSEFUL OF CATS

In a small cosy cottage

Lived Mrs McTats

She lived all alone

Except for one cat

Every morning she left

As the clock struck eight

“To market to market !

I mustn’t be late.”

She browsed through the market

And chose a plump fish

“For Abner and me

What a sumptuous dish !”

But when she got home

There came a scratch on the door

And in walked two cats

Was there room for two more ?

“Come in my sweet dears”

Said Mrs McTats

“I’m sure I’ve got room

For just two more cats

I’ll call you Basil

And Curly you’ll be

I only had one cat

But now I have three !”

The very next morning

Mrs McTats woke early

She stopped to pet Abner

And Basil and Curly

“To market to market !

I mustn’t be late

This chicken I think

Will surely taste great.”

But when she got home

There came a scratch on the door

And in walked three cats

Was there room for three more ?

“Come in my sweet dears”

Said Mrs McTats

“I think I’ve got room

For just three more cats

Now give me a moment

What shall your names be ?

You’re Dolly you’re Ernest

And Fuzzy makes three !”

The very next morning

Off went Mrs McTats

“What can I buy

For my six hungry cats ?”

“I’ve got it !” she said

“I’ll make a nice stew.”

So she carried home beef

And liver to brew

But back at home

There came a scratch on the door

And in walked four cats

Was there room for four more ?

“Come in my sweet dears”

Said Mrs McTats

“Ten’s a fine number

Ten cats and me

I’ll call you Codie

And Herman you”ll be”

Izzy and Jezebel

Pranced ‘cross the floor

And then right behind them

Followed five more

“Koko and Lynus

Millie Noreen

And you shall be Oscar

There that makes fifteen !”

The very next day

Off went Mrs McTats

“What can I possibly

Feed fifteen cats ?”

She chose a fresh tuna

She chose a fine trout

But when she got home

Her cats were all out !

She counted her cats

From one to fifteen

But somehow six more cats

Had just joined the scene

“Come come my sweet dears”

Said Mrs McTats

“I’m sure I have plenty

For twenty one cats

Pip Quip and Rosebud

Sally and Toetsie Ursula dear

Do make yourself cosy”

But then came another

Scratch on the door

Could it be more cats ?

How many more ?

In came Violet

In came Winnie

And just behind

A cat she named Xinnie

In came Yodel

The last of the bunch

Twenty five cats

Ready for lunch !

But something was missing

What could it be ?

Just what it was

Mrs McTats could not see

As she stood there puzzling

There was a scratch on the door

And Mrs McTats wondered

Could there really be more ?

Could she squeeze in more cats ?

More than twenty five ?

Who was the one

The next to arrive ?

“Come in my sweet dear”

Said Mrs McTats

“I live in this cottage with

Twenty five cats

But if you don’t mind

You’re welcome to stay

You’re welcome to eat

You’re welcome to play”

Now in that small cottage

Lives Mrs McTats

All happy and cosy with her

Twenty five cats

And one little puppy

Who’s known as Zoom

In a small cosy cottage

With plenty of room

And just when the clock

Strikes each morning at eight

Mrs McTats hurries off

“I mustn’t be late !

To market to market !

What treats will there be ?

For twenty six dears

From A to Z !”

(Written by Alyssa Satin Capucilli)

THE EYE BOOK

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)