what is the name of the children's poem that starts with boink,boink,boink,boink?
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never even heard of it\nsorry:(
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Here is a BAD poem about a cat:\n\nI've got a friend\nWho licks his bottom\nHe's not much of a friend\nBut at least I've gottom.\n\n(gottom = got him, mis-pronounced to rhyme with "bottom".)\n\nThat poem has four lines. A line is just that; one line.\n\nRhyming patterns are varied. We usually use letters to show them.\n\nIf line 1 and 3 rhyme and lines 2 and 4 rhyme, the scheme is "abab". If lines 1 and 4 rhyme and 2 and 3 rhyme, the scheme is "abba". If lines 1 and 2 rhyme, and lines 3 and 4 rhyme, it is aabb.\n\n"ababcdcdefef" would be a 12-line poem where lines 1&3, 2&4, 5&7, 6&8, etc rhyme; every other line. That is the most common. aabbccddeeff . . . is the second most common.\n\nI don't know what you'd call the scheme in my little poem; the even lines, perhaps.
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Baby Mine from the movie Dumbo\nYou are my Sunshine\nRubber Ducky\nC is for Cookie\nHe's got the whole world in his hands\nBlue Bird on my Shoulder\nJust a spoon full of sugar\nSupercala fragilistic . . . \nShe'll be coming around the mountain\nBike built for two\nOn top of old smokey (or on top of spaghetti)\nthe bear went over the mountain\nhave you ever gone a fishing\nif you're happy and you know it \nBraums Lullaby\nSweet Clementine\nHere we go Loopety loo\nBarney's clean-up song\nThere was a wonderful tape I had, but lost, with Silly Pie and There's a Hippo in my Bathtub.  If anyone can help me find a new copy, please e-mail me jilliebeans4unme@yahoo.com\nMade up my own songs for each special occasion\nReally didn't matter to my kids what we sang, we just loved to sing and dance - now, at 11 my oldest is embarrased when I do this.
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This poem has more than 4 lines, but it is the neatest poem I have seen about the English language.\n\nWhen the English tongue we speak\nWhy is break not rhymed with freak?\nWill you tell me why it’s true\nWe say sew, but likewise few?\nAnd the maker of a verse,\nCannot rhyme his horse with worse?\nBeard is not the same as heard,\nCord is different from word,\nCow is cow, but low is low,\nShoe is never rhymed with foe.\nThink of hose and dose and lose,\nAnd think of goose and yet of choose,\nThink of comb and tomb and bomb,\nDoll and roll and home and some.\nAnd since pay is rhymed with say,\nWhy not paid with said I pray?\nThink of blood and food and good;\nMould is not pronounced like could.\nWherefore done, but gone and lone -\nIs there any reason known?\nTo sum up all, it seems to me\nSounds and letters don’t agree.
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nursery rhymes...lol...mother goose songs?
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You will find 64 rhymes at this site:\n\nhttp://www.rhymezone.com/r/rhyme.cgi?Word=brave&typeofrhyme=perfect&org1=syl&org2=l\n\ns
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nothing rhymes with orange, silver or purple\n\nhttp://rhymezone.com/
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Ah, yes. That is the first poem by Mednor Mallon Moe, "Thy Royal Pet." Lovely story.
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twirl, rural, swirl, furl, unfurl, hurl, curl, uncurl, mural, squirrel
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morewords.com lists 94 of them!\n\naboon, afternoon, aswoon, baboon, balloon, barracoon, bassoon, bigaroon, boon, bradoon, bridoon, buffoon, cardoon, cartoon, cocoon, contrabassoon, coon, crampoon, croon, dahoon, dessertspoon, doubloon, dragoon, ectozoon, eftsoon, entozoon, epizoon, festoon, forenoon, gaboon, gadroon, galloon, godroon, gombroon, goon, gossoon, harpoon, honeymoon, jargoon, kroon, lagoon, lampoon, lardoon, loon, macaroon, madzoon, maroon, matzoon, metazoon, midafternoon, midnoon, monsoon, moon, noon, octoroon, oversoon, pantaloon, patroon, picaroon, pickaroon, platoon, poltroon, pontoon, poon, prenoon, protozoon, puccoon, quadroon, raccoon, racoon, ratoon, rattoon, rigadoon, rockoon, saloon, saskatoon, shalloon, shoon, simoon, soon, soupspoon, spermatozoon, spittoon, spontoon, spoon, sporozoon, swoon, tablespoon, teaspoon, testoon, toon, tycoon, typhoon, zoon
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http://www.lovepoetry.com/\nhttp://www.poetry4kids.com/index.php\nhttp://www.theotherpages.org/poems/
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Try http://www.preschoolrainbow.org/preschool-rhymes.htm
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Oh Bird of paper!\nEagle of the children.\nWith the pens of letters,\nwithout a dove\nand without nest.\n\nThe hands still wet of mystery\nthey create to you in a cold\nto grow dark of autumn, when they die\nthe birds and the noise\nof rain it makes us love the lamp,\nthe heart and the book.\n\nYou are born to live minutes\nin the fragile castle\nof naipes that rises trembly\nas the stem of an iris.\nand you meditate there blinds and without wings\nthat you could have been\nthe grotesco athlete who smiles\nhanged person by a thread,\nthe quiet boat without rowers nor sails,\nthe lírico\nghost ship of the miedoso insect,\nor the sad donkey\nthat they escarnecen, making it the Pegaso,\nthe blowings of the children.\n\nBut in the middle of your meditation\ndrops of humorismo go.\nDone with the crust of science\nyou ***reflx mng yourself of Destino,\nand outcries: "White Flower never dies,\nnor Luisito dies.\nThe morning is eternal, is eternal\nthe source of the dew "\n\nAnd although you do not believe in anything you say this,\nthe children do not find out\nof which there is shade behind stars\nand it shades in your castle.\n\nIn the middle of the table, when collapsing\nyour blue mansion, you have seen\nthat the milano watches to you anxiously:\n"new born.\na foam pomp on the water\nof the alive suffering "\n\nAnd you go to his luminous lips\nwhile the children laugh,\nand the papas shut up, do not awake\nthe neighboring pains.\n\nThus bird clown you disappear\nin order to be born elsewhere.\nThus bird esfinge gives your soul\nof bird fénix to the limb.
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"Children Will Listen"\n\nHow do you say to your child in the night\nNothing is all black but then nothing is all white?\nHow do you say it will all be alright\nWhen you know that it mightn't be true?\nWhat do you do?\n\nCareful the things you say,\nChildren will listen.\nCareful the things you do,\nChildren will see.\nAnd learn.\nChildren may not obey,\nBut children will listen.\nChildren will look to you\nFor which way to turn,\nTo learn what to be.\nCareful before you say,\n"Listen to me."\nChildren will listen.\n\nCareful the wish you make,\nWishes are children.\nCareful the path they take,\nWishes come true,\nNot free.\nCareful the spell you cast,\nNot just on children.\nSometimes the spell may last\nPast what you can see\nAnd turn against you...\n\nCareful the tale you tell.\nThat is the spell.\nChildren will listen...\n\nHow can you say to a child who's in flight,\nDon't slip away and I won't hold so tight?\nWhat can you say that no matter how slight won't be misunderstood?\nWhat do you leave to your child when you're dead\nOnly what ever you put in its head\nThings that your mother and father had said\nWhich were left to them too.\nCareful what you say, children will listen\nCareful you do it too, children will see and learn.\nOh!\n\nGuide them but step away,\nChildren will glisten.\nTamper with what is true\nAnd children will turn,\nIf just to be free.\nCareful before you say,\n"Listen to me."\nChildren will listen...\nChildren will listen!\nChildren, children will listen
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SINGINBIRD\nPIED\nBUZZARD\nCHICKEN
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"A Prison to Educate" by Roger McGough\n"If" by Rudyard Kipling- advice for children\n"First Lesson" by Philip Booth\n\nYou can probably find them on google\n\nor you can try a Romanian poet, Lucian Blaga ("Three Facets"):\n\nThe child giggles: "My wisdom and my love is my game."\nThe young man sings: "My game and my wisdom is my love."\nThe old man keeps silent: "My love and my game is my wisdom."
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From my one year old:\naahh gaa gooba moo ba gooba