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Funny Poems for Children

By Josie Whitehead

Playing the Flute
Cartoon Bear

. . . And this is a fantastic Poem to Perform

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By Josie Whitehead

Poor cuckoo

Imprisoned?  Yes, within a clock
And forced to hear tick-tock-tick-tock!
     I never slept by night or day
     And though I worked I got no pay.

Go on strike?  Not likely for
I was confined behind a door.
     I was a most unhappy bird.
     My life was really quite absurd.

Made of wood, held by a spring,
But on the hour I had my fling.
     My door flew open, out I’d fly
     And then you’d hear my plaintiff cry.

Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo cuckoo –
This was my cry my whole life through!
     Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo –
     Shake my feathers, back I flew.

Freedom came when things went wrong 
And never more you’ll hear my song.
      The door flew open, out I flew
      To shout my last cuckoo, cuckoo.

My clock now rots upon the tip
With me still held within its grip.
      So goodbye now to one and all,
      I’ve gladly made my curtain call.

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* Curtain call:  Last performance.

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