As I travel through southern
Farmland
I saw Old Mcdonald
Of cause
He had a farm.
I saw a cow
Jumping over the moon
Or was that
Someone mooning the farmer.
I heard
Little puss in his boots
Playing with his fiddle diddle
Diddling his fiddle.
I heard a quack, quack here
And moo moo there
here a neigh, there a neigh
And several hee haws
But the sounds were coming
From under the hay.
There!
I looked just in time to see
The big bad wolf
Chasing tree little pigs
Or was he chasing
The farmer's daughters?
Oh!, Oh!
There's a spider wiggling down
From her web
Towards little miss Muffet
Who was sitting on her Buffet
eating whoever it was, away
Boy!
She sure looked great.
Wait a minute!
Are those two men
Sitting in a tub
With a rubber dub, dub?
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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Good summation that adds up to an excellent adult nursery rhyme.
Wishing all the best to you filled with all blessings,
~Gwendolyn
((( SEMPER FI )))
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
George
Thanks for the laughs!
Georg
on nursery rhymes!;-)love the humor!
Well done!
Eileen
Love tinka
William. Talking bout his farm that way..
Ha!Ha! Funny...thanks for the laugh. Very creative.
Cynthia
Thanks,
Dan
Clever! Details of fairy tales told in childhood are a little fuzzy: age does that. :) Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.