For all of us who have had a glass too many this New Year's Eve...

 

DAYMARE

I know this must be just a dream –

The cat’s been eaten by the cream,

A chicken’s made a wishbone wish

And turned a frog into a fish,

The sky has swallowed up the moon –

I only hope I wake real soon,

So pinch me, please!

OUCH!

Goodness sake!

 

(Uh ohhhh …

Oh, NO!

I AM awake!)

 

 

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

 

 



White Pinafore

      

 WHITE PINAFORE

  

Mama sewed it by hand, since she had no machine,

It was made of spare muslin that mama scrubbed clean,

It had a squared neck, ruffles trimmed with rick-rack.

And two long fat tails tied a bow in the back.

 

Mama sewed on some pockets to hold everything -

I know I put marbles in, pebbles and string,

She’d wash it and iron and mend it for me,

And I wore it and wore it all summer, and she

Seemed so quietly proud that I loved it, she’d say

"I will make you another just like it … someday.”

 

It must have got worn out, or else I outgrew it,

And ma never did get a chance to re-do it,

But whenever I picture it, all I can see

Is a perfect white dress mama made, just for me.

 

Time for Nonsense

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

GOSSIP AMONG THE FLOWERS

 

One day I tiptoed through my garden
When I spotted two flowers on the walk,
And I saw a Mum bend to a Daisy
And I listened, and heard the Mum talk:

 

"It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you,

I do hope that all is quite well,

So much has been happening around here,

And oh, I have such news to tell -

 

Did you hear about Patty Petunia -

How she’s gotten herself in a fix?

Seems she’s fallen in love with a Four-O’clock

Who’s so lazy, he gets up at six!

And what about young Larry Larkspur,

With that wife of his naggin’ and naggin’,

Well, we warned him that’s what would happen

If he married that snippy Snap Dragon!

 

Terry Tulip told May Morninglory

Not to get tangled up with Fred Fence,

Seems he’s always taking advantage

Of flowers without any scents.

 

Hal Hibiscus is going to get married

To Dee Dandelion, I hear it said,

But his parents are very unhappy,

They just don’t think that Dee is well bred.

 

And, oh that young Gerry Geranium!

When I saw him his face was quite red,

Do you know what he went and did last night?

He got potted ... again … in the shed!

 

Irene Iris got mad at the Queen Bee

‘Cause she buzzed about what Irene did,

Seems the Queen Bee caught Irene pretending

That she was a blooming Orchid!

And oh, such sad news about Fanny,

Our lovely young Forget-Me-Not,

Got engaged one night to Pete Poppy,

And the very next day, he forgot!

Well, that’s all my news, dearest Daisy,

Do keep in touch now, you hear?

And trust that I’ll tell every buddy

Everything that you tell Me, my dear!"

The Alabaster Ball

 

 

The Alabaster Ball

 

Earth sent invitations

To a danse one night

Requesting all invited

Please, to come in white.

The glass-coached clouds assembled

And the ebon Sky

Banked its brightest fire,

Snuffed each candled eye -

Then The Winds belled music,

Set a whirling pace

And down the heavens

Waltzed the Snows,

In their finest lace.

 

 

Toys have feelings too, you know.

THE PATIENCE OF TOYS

We're waiting for Alice
Who fell down a hole,
We're waiting for Toad
Who has gone to find Mole,
We're waiting for Jack
Who has climbed up a stalk,
And when they get back
We will go for a walk.

But what if the Queen
Won't let Alice go?
And what if the stalk
Is cut by a hoe?
And what if poor Toad
And Moley are late? -

Must we forever
And ever just wait?

 

 

The Spirit of Christmas

May the Spirit of Christmas
Abide in your heart
In this holiday season,
And never depart -
May it live with you ever
And ever, and may
You have a most glorious,
Glad Christmas Day!

Backstage at the Nativity Play

 

Nativity Scene

Merry Christmas!

There's a Tiger in My Teacup!

There's a Tiger in My Teacup!

There's a tiger in my teacup,
There's a lion in my mug,
There's a camel in my milk glass
And they're going "Glug! Glug! Glug!"

And they're splishing and they're splashing,
And they're making such a roar,
And they never hear me shushing,
As they're splushing on the floor!

Then my mom says that I'M messy,
As she's mopping up the splat,
And I'd tell her that it's THEM, but
She would never believe that!