My imagination and sense of humour urged me to write
this poem:
OVER THE HILL:
Over the hill and far away.
I sit and watch the children play.
There among the lambs and sheep,
Sits their friend "Little Bo Peep".
I glance around to a different angle,
And believe it or not in the corner
Sat there eating his Christmas pie,
Was a boy named "Jack Horner".
There was a stray dog running around.
Looking all hungry and meek.
He belong to "Old Mother Hubbard",
Whos food cupboard looked rather bleak.
The cat was playing the fiddle.
As the cow jumped over the moon.
Mother Hubbard's dog was howling
As the dish ran away with the spoon.
Then I saw "The Owl and the Pussycat",
Who had just got wed.
They lingered beneath a tall oak tree,
To seek a make shift bed.
With all this going on,
As I watched the children play.
I came back to earth with a bump,
Looking over the hill and far away.
Copyright Allrights Reserved Yvonne Lewis
from the book
Moments of my Life 2014:
A fun whimsical tale that set sail!
ReplyDeleteThanks for coming by Pat. Much appreciated,
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Fun escape poem
ReplyDeleteThank you Joanne, Lovely to hear from you.
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Yes, whimsical is a great word for that poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks Alex hope you had a grand vacation.
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Delightful and clever!
ReplyDeleteThanks Diedre a most welcomed visitor.
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Nice little delight. Thanks for taking us on this adventure
ReplyDeleteThanks Martin for your kind words as always.
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Loved it! And the pictures are perfect.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sandra, I appreciated your kind words.
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This is priceless, Yvonne. So cute and clever.
ReplyDeleteThanks Beverly, a lovely comment as always,
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A clever way of getting the nursery rhymes ring all at once, together, Yvonne! Great!
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