“Dizzy Disney” by James Aitchison

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Dizzy Disney

 

The Lion King got Tangled

in Cinderellas hair,

while Pinocchios long nose

tripped Mulan on the stair.

Beauty and the Beast came down

to see what was the fuss,

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs

said, please do not blame us!

Aladdin called for silence,

The Little Mermaid cried,

Sleeping Beauty couldnt sleep,

but Pocahontas tried.

Bambi ran Into the Woods

and hid behind a log,

and Dumbo was Frozen when

The Princess kissed a Frog.

 

“WHOSE VEGIE IS WHOSE?” by James Aitchison

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WHOSE VEGIE IS WHOSE?

If your name is Elsie Babbage,

You’ve no choice — just eat cabbage.

 

If your name is Arthur Ellis,

Pick green beans from a trellis.

 

If your name is Roger Lovell,

Dig vegies with a shovel.

 

If your name is Charlie Cato,

You’ll only eat potato.

 

If your name is Betty Barratt,

You’re destined to eat carrot.

 

But if your name is Russel Proust,

Sorry — you’re stuck with Brussels sprouts!

“My Friend the Clouds” by James Aitchison

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MY FRIENDS THE CLOUDS
 
I can see eye to eye
with the sky,
A sea of blue stretching
wide and high.
See that castle
made from cloud?
See where other
planes have ploughed?
See those fluffy
balls of wool?
Are they empty?
Are they full?
I can see eye to eye
with the sky,
And drift to sleep as the
clouds roll by.

“The rat’s drum” by James Aitchison

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The rat’s drum

A rat bought a drum,

A very nice drum,

And played it down in the drain.

Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat,

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat.

 

He played on that drum,

That very nice drum,

Until it started to rain.

Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat,

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat.

 

The drain filled up fast,

The water surged past,

And washed everything away.

That was the end, that was the end,

That was the end of the rat-a-tat-tat.

 

“Frost in Oz” by James Aitchison

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FROST IN OZ

I see icicles everywhere

On my bike and on the stair.

Down on the gate and on the grass,

Our chooks are giving eggs a pass.

I see icicles hither and yon,

I see them hanging on Uncle Ron,

On the dunny and on the ’roo,

And on my mother’s washing too.

I reckon this year the frost is worse,

With icicles on the local hearse.

I’ve never seen this kind of dew

What’s Australia coming to?

                                             

“Kickflips in Vienna” by James Aitchison

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KICKFLIPS IN VIENNA

Vienna’s railway station,

the Vienna Hauptbahnhof,

is not just very modern —

it will blow your socks right off!

 

The roofs go up,

the roofs go down,

the greatest ramps in town.

As trains pull in

and trains pull out,

you can slide on down.

 

Achtung, achtung!

Do an ollie!

Then a darkslide,

Ja, ja, ja!

Goofy-Foot and fakie next,

Vienna’s station is the best!

 

Translation note: in German, a Hauptbahnof is a city’s main train station.