A toy, I cry for one to play One with sound, merry and gay Take mamma’s spoons and her pots Cling clang, cling clang, it
Category: PenMuse-48
Care to Share
If you are unhappy and you know it, call your friends, If you are unhappy and you know it, meet someone you can depend If
Adorning Imperfections
Wrinkles wrinkles circles dark I sit and ponder the scars silvery greys peek and sigh Imperfections I see and cry Winkled winkled negative spurs Accepting
The Veggies of the Farm
The little red tomato rolls round and round Round and round, round and round The little red tomato rolls round and round All round the
The Election Game
Hush! Naive people, don’t believe a word, Politicians are gonna promise a rosy world And if that rosy world has no bling, Politicians are gonna
I Am a Little Dot
I am a dolittle dot lost and in doubt All I do is dandle like a trapped trout When I get all wheezed up I
A Lament Perennial
Twinkle Twinkle little stars, Keep on shining wherever you are, Snatched too soon from your mother’s arms, Denied forever of your cherubic charms. When the
Go Get’em Girl
Your fat stomach’s spilling out, Spilling out, spilling out, Your fat stomach’s spilling out, My fat lady! Tone it up with weights and diet Weights
Incy Wincy Emotions
Incy wincy emotions, Sometimes just wash out, Down come some problems, Which fill you up with doubt. But out comes the smile, And dries up
Mommy’s Little Girl
Mommy had a little girl Whose eyes are bright and blue With hugs and kisses, tender love The little girl so fine she grew Like
Let’s Go Green
Grow Grow Grow some trees For the happy days to be Lovingly Lovingly lovingly A sight we behold in glee Plant Plant Plant some hope
Rain and Children
It’s raining, it’s pouring Life has become so boring, Can’t go outside to play or bike Scene outside is alluring, It’s raining, it’s pouring, New
Stir Your Life
Stir, stir, stir your life, Upwards towards your dream, Cheerily, cheerily, cheerily, Life is an appealing dream. Stir, stir, stir your life, Row through the
Old Father Damodar
Old Father Damodar has a mansion E-I-E-I-A-O And in that mansion lived his son iPod in his ears and an iPhone in his hands Neither
Incy Wincy Steps
Incy Wincy Steps, I stood on the weighing scale, The pointer moved to the right, And my face began to pale. I had been on
Pretty Miss Snail
Pretty Miss Snail Got trapped in her shell. When did that happen? Yesterday, in the garden; What happened there? She got scared of the hare;
To ‘Bear’ the Bear
I am a little, snowy bear, Custard is my name. This is my master Who is old and lame. When I see a stranger, I