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The Koala and the Crocodile

 

Ko-Ko Koala was a spoilt little brat.

He wouldn’t eat vegies in case he got fat.

‘Brussel sprouts and cabbage belong in the bin,

Lemonade and fudge keeps me nice and thin.’

 

‘Sad,’ said his friends in tones of sorrow.

‘Our little Koala will end up rather hollow.’

‘Hardly,’ snorted Ko Ko, in tones very rude,

‘Where-ever I roam I eat take-away food.’

 

‘Chicken and chips and hamburgers fried,

And chocolate donuts with cream inside

Taste much better for a Koala about town

Bush food is stodgy,’ he said with a frown.

 

His friends all got very very cross,

Bush food is filling but isn’t very posh.

Then along came a crocodile

Jaws wide open in a hungry smile.

 

The little Koala was suddenly left,

Nobody liked the company he kept.

Ko Ko ordered it to go far away,

But the crocodile was there to stay.

 

‘Bags of chips and popcorn for tea,

Plenty to eat if you dine with me.

If only you would climb down nearer,

Our friendship could be so much dearer.’

 

Ko Ko settled up the tree to wait,

He wouldn’t fall for such tempting bait.

The days went by, he got thin and wan,

Dreaming of take away meals long gone.

 

Ko Ko Koala stayed high off the ground,

Ate lots of gum leaves and grew very round.

The crocodile waited his eyes full of greed,

And renewed his invite to come and feed.

 

‘I’ve cheese and onion on hamburgers fried,

I promise they’ll keep you well satisfied.

There’s pineapple on pav with cream between,

And ice creams with flavours you’ve never seen.’

 

‘A diet of ice cream and potato chips fried,

Will give me tummy ache,’ our Ko Ko replied.

The crocodile sighed and lost his smile,

And decided to slink off home for a while.

 

And this is why the crocodile’s tears of grief

Are at the Koala’s love for the Eucalytus leaf.

And for take away food Ko Ko will never roam.

He finds plenty to eat in his tree top home.

 

© Margaret Pearce,

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Poetry Toolkit

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The Poetry Trust is one of the UK’s flagship poetry organisations, delivering a year-round live and digital programme, creative education opportunities, courses, prizes and publications. Based in Suffolk and founded in 1989, The Poetry Trust is responsible for the world-class Aldeburgh Poetry Festival and its associated activities – the First Collection Prize, The Poetry Paper, The Poetry Channel and The Poetry Prom. The Trust is committed to delivering outstanding contemporary poetry to as many people as possible – at live events, in print and digitally online.

For more than a decade The Poetry Trust has been running creative workshops for teachers. This extensive experience has been condensed into a user-friendly new handbook – The Poetry Toolkit. This offers fool-proof recipes for teaching poetry in the classroom and is available free as a PDFdownload.

This new toolkit provides fun, adaptable, tried-and-tested exercises to get young people – and indeed people of any age – confidently writing poetry. Primary and secondary school teachers who kept on coming to our workshops have repeatedly said what a revelation it was to try writing themselves – putting themselves in the position of their pupils. Dip into the toolkit which is based on direct contributions from leading poet-tutors – including Mandy Coe, Peter Sansom, Jackie Wills and Anthony Wilson – for warm-ups and group exercises based on poem-jigsaws, photographs, eavesdropping and telling lies! Printed copies of the toolkit have been sent to all Suffolk, Essex and Norfolk schools who participated in the workshops.

Free download at http://www.thepoetrytrust.org/images/uploads/pdfs/Toolkit%20for%20Teachers.pdf

Thank you to Dianne Cook for providing this information.

Poem of the Day

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The Scary Boy

 

Professor Pamela McGurk

was famed for Scientific Work.

It was she who proved beyond a doubt,

false teeth look better in, than out.

 

She also used her science skills

to prove that ducks, don’t pay their bills.

As well she made a baked bean car . . .

with the help of wind, it travelled far.

 

But the thing that gave her greatest joy

was a machine she called, The Scary Boy.

 

It was shiny and silver and covered in spots.

It was built entirely of pans and pots.

It had eyes and a nose and a mouth and hands,

and a motor that ran, on old rubber bands.

 

It was tall and purry and furry and fat.

It had ears that flapped, like the wings of a bat.

It had buttons and switches and gadgets and plugs –

and the floor was a carpet – of Ladybird Bugs.

 

It was big, it was bold, it was brash, it was new.

And the whole world wondered, ‘What does it do?’

She flicked it on and what did it do?

Nothing at all, except go . . .

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

 

© Bill Condon

Poem of the Day

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The Giant Hat

 

Wacko Jack from Ballarat

Built the most enormous hat,

Made of canvas with a great big brim,

Three storeys tall with a velvet trim.

 

Some dogs howled, while babies cried

When they saw Jack’s hat he wore with pride,

Old ladies gulped while others grinned,

Until one day a howling wind

Saw Jack take off, up he went,

Sailing high like a flying tent,

He yelled out loud with a face so grim,

“Next time I’ll make a smaller brim.”

 

That same night when it was late,

A UFO spotted above Bass Straight,

But it was only Jack still holding on

To the flying hat that’d gone so wrong.

 

© John Williams

Poems Sought

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Australian author and anthologist, Sally Odgers, is seeking poems which are child friendly and accessible for a forthcoming book. Poems must fit onto a single page (so no long narrative poems). They do not have to rhyme. No payment is offered but poets can submit a brief biography and a picture, and can purchase copies of the anthology at cost if they wish.

Sally is specifically seeking poems which would fit into categories can be found on http://www.printscharmingbooks.com/prints-rhyming-poetry-anthology.html To claim a slot, in the forthcoming book, send an email to Printscharmingbooks@gmail.com with Poem in the subject line.

 

This blog, Australian Children’s Poetry, also accepts poems for children for publication. We also seek articles, competitions, markets and anything of interest to our blog readers. Send to dibates@outlook.com.

All contributions are acknowledged.