The tale of Maximus Dunker
A golfer named Maximus Dunker
One day shot himself a real clunker.
Hit the ball in the air
but was full of despair
When it landed down in a bunker.
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“Cat Trick” by Monty Edwards
Leave a commentCat Trick
My cat liked to climb on my bedroom chair,
Right next to my chest of drawers.
He would spring to the chest with a mighty leap
Where he landed on all fours.
There on the top, where a mirror stood,
He looked at me, as a winner would
While he smugly licked his paws.
This was a trick he’d performed before,
So I did what I had to do:
I’d found a shot of a lion’s head,
On a leaflet from the zoo.
I shaped it into the mirror’s frame:
One look would scare him and end his game,
He’d be off to his cat-a-loo!
I watched to see if he’d turn his head
And he’d face what was waiting there.
To see him jump promised such a treat:
The suspense would be hard to bear!
Then he turned. I could not believe my eyes:
He showed not a hint of the least surprise;
Not a bit did he seem to care.
Then as I was watching he lifted a paw
As if to greet someone he knew.
Was it his grandpa he thought that he saw?
Was he wondering just what he should do?
But stroking the lion, he shredded its face!
This meant his smug self soon appeared in its place,
As he thought: “I’m much smarter than you
“Internal Reflection” by Julie Cahill
Leave a commentThe kitten looked and saw
his very own reflection
But ’twas not him to others looking
in the cat’s direction
The cat had never seen himself
as no one ever does
and the lion in the mirror
wore the same beige mottled fuzz
He licked his paw
when the kitten licked
he yawned although much wider
and when they both lay down to sleep
they breached the glass divider
When they woke together
at exactly the same moment
they smiled at one another
and roared with quiet contentment
“Imagine it might happen” by Louise McCarthy
Leave a commentWhen I grow up I’m going to be an astronaut – it’s true!
I’ll visit all the planets – perhaps you could come too.
We’ll zip around the galaxy and catch a sparkling star.
We’ll send our families postcards to show them where we are.
I drew some plans the other day; I’ve begun to build our spaceship.
Would you like to help me finish it so it’s ready for our space trip?
Haiku by Katherine Gallagher
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so many winners
running
into the wind
Haiku by Vanessa Proctor
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summer twilight
kangaroos boxing
on the golf course
“How I was saved from Chocaholism” by JR Poulter
Leave a commentHOW I WAS SAVED FROM CHOCAHOLISM!
Aunty’s got a chocolate box.
She said,”Have one or two.”
I had one wrapped in bright red foil,
And then a flowery blue.
I sucked them – oh, so slowly –
They were so VERY nice!
I thought, would Aunty REALLY mind
If I had a couple – twice?
They were the most delicious things
That I had EVER had!
Surely, if I had – just – two more
Aunt could not call me bad?
Oh, SCRUMPTIOUS! YUMPTIOUS! There were more
That I just HAD to taste!
Why – if I left them sitting there
They MUST all go to waste!
The box was looking emptyish.
The last ones left looked lonely.
I thought that it would be QUITE wrong
To leave a couple only!
And so I ate the last ones too,
But, very strange to tell,
They didn’t taste just quite so good,
And – I didn’t feel so well …
My tummy looked about to pop!
My throat felt – kind of queer…
My tummy started woooobelling –
I held onto the chair!
Then as I looked at the chocolate box
And wondered would I be whacked,
I remembered every gluttinous glob
And the box got its contents back -!!
BLARRRRUGH!
Now I wont touch a chocolate,
Not a bar, a block, a bite!
I will not even look at it!
Well, at least I won’t – tonight…
“The Seahorse and the Mermaid” by Madonna George
Leave a commentThe seahorse and the mermaid went
up to the water’s edge one day
To glimpse at the world above-
Together they winked and leapt out of the water and to golden sands they played.
They strolled in the shine of the sun, and warmed their bodies and giggled some more.
For their’s was an adventure that day
An odyssey different to the sea.
The shells they found were presents for Neptune and all the seahorses galore
that fretted and cried for seahorse’s absence.
For they were creatures of the sea
A family yet unamed by sciences and formulas
The mermaid she dipped her sunbronzed body
back into the sea and sweetly murmured to the seahorse
Wait for me!
The Seahorse and the Mermaid by Madonna George
“Me and Captain Cook” by Ron Marsh
Leave a commentME AND CAPTAIN COOK
Captain Cook, he wrote a book,
He was extremely clever,
He wrote of his trip round the world ,
In the barque “Endeavour”.
I watched him sailing past one morn,
I waved, he did not see me.
It was a pity for me and Cook,
For I’d be in his story book.
I guess I wasn’t meant for fame,
And also not for history,
And no one ever heard my name,
I’ll always be a mystery.
“Dolls” by Ron Marsh
Leave a commentDOLLS
I have a baby sister,
I often think she’s cute,
The way she smiles and gurgles,
And bares her one front tooth.
One day she will grow up like me,
And I am nearly eight,
Then she and I can play with dolls.
We’ll take them out the gate.
We’ll push our strollers up and down
And we’ll go parading,
Just like little mothers,
With babies, promenading.
Australian Children’s Poetry 