ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

I think I posted this before...musta been on the old site...Anyway, hope the kids like it.


Spaghetti and Friends. © 2009 Glenny Palmer

A string of spaghetti flew out of the pot
(well wouldn’t you too, if the water was hot?)…
…slid over the stove, landed smack on the floor;
that string of spaghetti made straight for the door.

It wriggled and jiggled and wiggled along
and nearly got squashed by my Grandaddy’s thong.
It hid for a while under Granny’s best chair
when a piece of old cheese said, ‘Can I come in there?’

Then a curious cat started sniffing about
and the cheese and spaghetti said ‘Time to get out!’
So the cheese rolled itself in a sort of a ball
and spaghetti jumped on and they rolled down the hall…

…and out through the door, and then bounced down the stairs
all the way to a shrub with tomatoes in pairs.
A tomato fell down on spaghetti and cheese
and it blushed as it said, ‘Pardon me, won’t you please?’

Then Granny tossed out an old dish full of meat
with a smell that was crook and got worse in the heat.
While the three of them talked about what they should do
the hot sun turned the cheese into yellowy goo.

Now a crafty old crow sitting up in a tree
with a rumbling tummy said, ‘What’s this I see?’
As a church going crow he then offered up praise
to the Lord for his lunch…spaghetti bolognaise.

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The purpose of my life is to serve as a warning to others.

First time I've seen it Glenny, I love it, I can just see kids laughing along with it to,
Sue

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the door is always open, the kettles always on, my shoulders here to cry on, i'll not judge who's right or wrong.

It's wonderful Glenny. Lots of fun and with a lovely jaunty tune, as it should be for kids (& big kids).

Heather

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Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away!

Many thanks Heather...& mummsie. And how doo you doo? It's nice to 'meet you' at last. I've enjoyed both of your postings since I've been home again.

When I performed in Singleton a young lass told me she had won school eisteddfods performing my kid's poems. Her younger sister was planning the same for next year. Bonzaa! I am happy for anyone to perform my poems as long as they acknowledge the authorship. It saddens me when I sometimes see this courtesy being ignored by those who should know better. Also, with adults, to check with me prior, if we are at the same festival.

So....I hope you kids would like to have a shot at reciting this poem.

Cheeers
Glenny P

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The purpose of my life is to serve as a warning to others.

A Little bit like

On top of old smokie
All covered in cheese
I lost my poor meatball
when somebody sneezed !

As you said in the other post getting them interested and showing that it IS COOL to like poetry is half the battle.

Bob

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The purpose in life is to have fun.
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!

That same tune came to my mind too Bob.

Heather

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Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away!

Can I ask why this is in the Youth and Children section?

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Zondrae King
a woman of words

thank you Zondrae yes what about useing the proper sites that are available not all over the place like a mad dogs breakfast
AND THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN ZONDRAE

Bill the old battler

Thank you Zondrae !

Thank you Bill !

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The purpose in life is to have fun.
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!

Zondrae....maybe...just possibly...because it's a poem written for youth....& to encourage them to embrace poetry.... Where else would you have me post it? Do not the replies give an opportunity to kids to 'have a go'? I dunno......what's the problem??

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The purpose of my life is to serve as a warning to others.