“Samuel Emanuel” by Julie Dascoli

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Samuel Emanuel.

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

He refused to eat his toast,

And the thing he hates the most, 

Is the healthy cheesy sandwich in his lunch box.

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel didn’t eat lunch.

He didn’t like to wash his hair,

Or indeed to ever share,

And when bedtime comes at night 

He’s hiding outside.

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

He doesn’t like to pack his toys, 

And he’s mean to other boys,

And when dad says time for home

He’s on the rooftop.

 

Samuel Emanuel’s dad was getting sad.

Samuel Emanuel’s dad was going mad.

He threw a tanty on the floor,

And banged his head upon the door.

When Samuel he saw this he was so shocked!

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much,

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

When he saw his dad so mad,

And he started feeling bad. 

He decided it was time to STOP IT NOW!

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t ask much,

Samuel Emanuel ate his whole lunch.

He was happy to eat toast,

And the thing he likes the most

Is the healthy, cheesy sandwich in his lunch box.   

 

 

  

“If I had a pony” by Julie Dascoli

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If I had a pony

 

If I had a pony, only if I did,

I would call him Darcy, Darcy the Kid.

I would feed him carrots and sometimes some hay,

I would brush his long tail and ride him all day.

Out of the paddock, through the rusty gate,

We’ll be friends forever, as Darcy’s my mate.

When the sun is setting, and the birds go to bed,

I will say “Good night,” and kiss his sweet head.

Samuel Emanuel.

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Samuel Emanuel.

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

He refused to eat his toast,

And the thing he hates the most,

Is the healthy cheesy sandwich in his lunch box.

 

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel didn’t eat lunch.

He didn’t like to wash his hair,

Or indeed to ever share,

And when bedtime comes at night

He’s hiding outside.

 

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much.

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

He doesn’t like to pack his toys,

And he’s mean to other boys,

And when dad says time for home

He’s on the rooftop.

 

Samuel Emanuel’s dad was getting sad.

Samuel Emanuel’s dad was going mad.

He threw a tanty on the floor,

And banged his head upon the door.

When Samuel he saw this he was so shocked!

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t like much,

Samuel Emanuel wouldn’t eat lunch.

When he saw his dad so mad,

And he started feeling bad.

He decided it was time to STOP IT NOW!

 

Samuel Emanuel didn’t ask much,

Samuel Emanuel ate his whole lunch.

He was happy to eat toast,

And the thing he likes the most

Is the healthy, cheesy sandwich in his lunch box.

Julie Dascoli