Snacktime ABC By Robin Mellor A is for apple pie, Tasty and hot. B is for butter in a glass pot. C is for crusts, on warm bread for me, And that is my snacktime ABC. Apples Author unknown Apples in the attic, Apples in the hall. Apples in the summer, Apples in the fall. Apples make you healthy, Apples make you tall. I will eat some apples, I will eat them all.
Yellow Butter By Mary Ann Hoberman Yellow butter purple jelly red jam black bread Spread it thick Say it quick! Yellow butter purple jelly red jam black bread Spread it thicker Say it quicker! Yellow butter purple jelly red jam black bread Now repeat it While you eat it! Yellow butter purple jelly red jam black bread Don t talk With your mouth full!
A Spooky Sort of Shadow By Jack Prelutsky There s a spooky sort of shadow Dancing weirdly on the wall, It s a creature that I ve never seen before, It s creepy, and it s eerie, And so positively tall, That it stretches from The ceiling to the floor. Its mouth is full of needles, And it has a giant eye, And it s moving In a hungry sort of way, It surely could destroy me If it only cared to try, So I hope it s had enough To eat today. That shadow makes me nervous, I don t dare to close my eyes, I m afraid I may be eaten, Head and all If I fall asleep tonight, I ll be taken by surprise By that shadow dancing On my bedroom wall.
Pictures By John Foster Look at my picture of a dog. Look at my picture of a frog. Look at my picture of a cat. Look at my picture of a rat. Look at my picture of a kangaroo. Look at my picture of you in a zoo! Five Little Firefighters Five little firefighters sit very still, Until they see a fire on top of the hill. Number 1 rings the bell, ding dong. Number 2 pulls his big boots on. Number 3 climbs on the truck right away. Number 4 joins him in no time to delay. Number 5 drives the truck to the fird. The big yellow flames go higher and higher. Who-oo! Who-oo! Hear the fire truck say, As all the cars get out of the way.
The Wishbone By Jack Prelutsky Wishbone, wishbone on a dish, pick it up and make a wish. If I pull the wishbone right, I will get my wish tonight. Wishbone, wishbone, will I win? Will I laugh and clap and grin? When the wishbone snaps in two, will my wishbone wish come true? Wishbone, wishbone, now it snaps, my sister grins and laughs and claps. Wishbone, wishbone, I don t laugh, my sister got the bigger half.
Good books. Good times. Good stories. Good rhymes. Good beginnings. Good ends. Good people. Good friends. Good fiction. Good facts. Good adventures. Good acts. Good stories. Good rhymes. Good books. Good times. Good Books, Good Times! by Lee Bennett Hopkins
My Mom s Hat by Paul Cookson My mom has a hat. It is big and red. When I put it on, it goes over my head. It keeps me dry when it is snowing. But I can t see where I am going. Ten White Snowmen by John Foster Ten white snowmen standing in a line One toppled over, then there were nine. Nine white snowmen standing up straight One lost his balance, then there were eight. Eight white snowmen in a snowy heaven The wind blew one over; then there were seven. Seven white snowmen with pipes made of sticks One slumped to the ground then there were six. Six white snowmen standing by the drive One got knocked down then there were five. Five white snowmen outside the front door A icicle fell on one then there were four. Four white snowmen standing by the tree One slipped and fell apart then there were three. Three white snowmen underneath the yew
One crumbled overnight then there were two. Two white snowmen standing in the sun One melted right down then there was one. One white snowman standing all alone Vanished without a trace then there were none.
Flying My Kite by John Foster See my kite. Look at it fly. See my kite up in the sky. See my kite fly over me. See my kite up in the tree! Lots of Socks by Celia Warren Green socks, blue socks, yellow socks, red socks, old socks, new socks. Long socks, short socks, baby socks, sport socks, Odd socks posh socks, lost-in-the-wash socks. Dressing Up by Clare Bevan One fox in yellow socks. Two kangaroos in blue shoes. Three goats in green coats. Four brown rats in big red hats. And five elephants in black-and-white pants. Five Little Farmers by Gloria T. Delamar Five little farmers woke up with the sun, For it was early morning and chores must be done. The first little farmer went to mil the cow The second little farmer thought he better plow. The third little farmer fed the hungry hens. The fourth little farmer mended broken pens.
The fifth little farmer took his vegetables to town Baskets filled with cabbages, and sweet potatoes brown. When the work was finished, And the western sky was red, Five little farmers, Tumbled into bed.
The End by A.A. Milne When I was one, I had just begun. When I was two, I was nearly new. When I was three, I was hardly me. When I was four, I was not much more. When I was five, I was just alive. But now I am six, I m clever as clever. So I think I ll be six now for ever and ever.