JOSIE'S POEMS

Poetical Games for Children

By Josie Whitehead

Senior Woman

IDDLEDY FIDDLEDY
WHAT CAN I SPY?


By Josie Whitehead

Iddledy Fiddledy . . .

Iddledy Fiddledy what can I spy?  - - -

It walks on the ceiling.  I think it’s a f  - - - -

 

Iddledy Fiddledy what can I spy?

The sun and the moon are high in the s - - - -

 

Iddledy Fiddledy what can I spy?

With fruit inside pastry you’ll know it’s Mum’s p - - -

 

Iddledy Fiddledy what can I spy?

A pig lives inside one.  It must be a s - - -

 

Iddledy Fiddledy what can I spy?

It’s a poor little baby who’s started to c - - -

 

Iddledy Fiddledy what can I spy?

It sits by my nose so it must be my e - - -

 

Iddledy Fiddledy what can I spy?

Dad’s looking quite smart for he’s wearing his t - - -

 

Iddledy Fiddledy, no more I spy -

My poem’s at an end and I’m saying B - -  B - -

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