“Pat’s Cafe” by Chris Owen

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Pat’s Café

Have you heard about this restaurant? They call it Pat’s Café,

It’s famous for its specialties like ‘Dungball of the Day’,

The punters flock from far afield to try the bolognaise,

Made from the finest cow manure and slurry mayonnaise.

 

They do a lovely paddock pie (the critics all agree),

That’s cooked from fresh ingredients they grow organically,

And for the connoisseur there’s much to make them lick their lips,

Like cowpat flavoured fizzy-pop with battered dung and chips,

 

But the top dish on the menu simply has to be a scoop,

Of dung ice-cream and sprinkles with a giant squirt of poop.

Yes, Pat’s Café gets rave reviews from diners in the know,

There’s nowhere else that dung beetles with taste would rather go.

 

“Bee Butterfly” by Andrew Carter

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“Creating Fun” with Teacher Notes by JR Poulter

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Teacher Notes:

“Sharpen Up Mr Squiggle” by Jeanie Axton

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Sharpen Up Mr Squiggle

 

After 60 years of drawing

his nose was all but blunt

So our famous Mr Squiggle

went on a sharpener hunt

 

He took his rocket to the moon

with Blackboard and Miss Jane

They found a big red sharpener

and his pencils sharp again

 

“The Year of the Pig” by Jan Darling

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Valentine Acrostic by Monty Edwards

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Very special person;
Always on my mind;
Listens to my worries;
Ever very kind;
Never shouts in anger;
Trusts me too, I find.
I declare
None compare.
(Every lover’s blind).

“A Summer Ottava Rima” by James Aitchison with Teacher Notes

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A SUMMER OTTAVA RIMA 

The crash of waves is always in the air,

And caravans adorn the crowded shore.

People roast on towels without a care,

Or find new rocky outcrops to explore.

Crunchy crystal sand grows too hot to bear,

Yet we stay: it’s what all Aussies yearn for!

In summertime, this is our golden place;

Then winter comes and banishes all trace.

                                               James Aitchison

TEACHERS’ NOTES:

The ottava rima is a very rhythmic form of Italian poetry, first written in the fourteenth century.

Lord Byron and William Butler Yeats also used the form.

The rules:

  1. Each stanza has 8 lines
  2. You can create one stanza as a stand alone 8-line poem, or write multiple stanzas
  3. The first six lines have an a-b-a-b-a-b rhyme scheme, capped with a c-c couplet
  4. Mostly an ottava rima is written in iambic pentameter or 10-syllable lines.

Have fun!

“Cupid has Struck” by June Perkins

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Cupid has Struck

 

Labrador protects duckling,

while cat cuddles fox,

that’s when you can tell

Cupid has struck.

 

A dog and elephant water play,

And chicken warms some puppies,

that’s when you can tell

Cupid has struck.

 

A dog howls with the owl

giraffe and ostrich nuzzle necks,

that’s when you can tell

Cupid has struck.

 

These dear ones

love beyond feather, furs and skin;

see friendship

Is more than luck.

 

Inspired by stories of unusual animal friendships and playful Jazz songs.

 

https://www.boredpanda.com/unusual-animal-friendships-interspecies/

” Mudpies for my Valentine” by Mary Serenc

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Mudpies for my Valentine.

 

I stirred the mixture

and poured it in

each round hole

of the muffin tin.

 

I baked them

in the burning sun

and waited

till each pie was done.

 

Mudpies, Mudpies

For my Valentine.

 

I tapped them out

and served her three.

“Oh,” she said.

“Are these for me?’

 

She was just about to

take a bite

when she said,

“These don’t look right.”

 

Mudpies Mudpies

For my Valentine.

 

“You eat one first,”

she cried.

“Oh I’m not hungry,”

I replied.

 

She laughed

then placed her hand in mine,

my funny

clever Valentine.

 

Mudpies Mudpies

For my Valentine

 

“Cuddle Me” by Celia Berrell (Valentines Day continued)

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Cuddle Me

 

A fond embrace

a caring hug

can make us feel

secure and snug.

Hugs are happy

heartfelt, swish.

A tender nestle’s

just the dish.

 

With eight lithe arms

that gently squish,

there’s cuddles from

a cuddle-fish.

The only drawback

so far met …

the threat of getting

very wet!