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THE MOLE
by Michael Sage

Our gardens newest resident,
A pesky little mole,
Did dig his furrows far and wide
And hid away when we were on patrol

Then one day, quite by accident
Into the pool, the wingless bat did roll
My thoughts were to ensure his final demize
and take back our garden, with full control

But my sweet wife's little heart did melt
And rubbed its tiny chest, and re-awakend his soul
Then placed that pesky pest
Back down his burrowed hole

The dogs, however, would have none of that
And lost all sense of self control
Then rushed in and grabbed that little rat
Alas, no more! - Time to flush him down the toilet bowl


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THE BOY AND THE ZOO
By Michael Sage

There was a boy from the Little Karoo,
Who went to visit his friends in the zoo.

The first thing he saw was a large kangaroo,
He turned and said – Hello and how are you?

There were many animals, like lions & tigers & elephants too,
There were cages with birds and a beautiful cockatoo,

And there were lots of chickens, he counted twenty-two,
And there was a cock that sang “cock-a-doodle-doo.”

Then he saw all the cows with their calves going moo-moo,
And in the corner, eating insects was a noisy little shrew.

The boy loved all the animals, no matter how old he grew,
Why he loved them so very much, only he really knew.

But if I had to guess or pull an idea out of the blue,
I think he could talk to them – that would be my clue.

It was now time to go home, as he had chores to do,
So he waved his friends goodbye and shouted – Toodle loo!


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AN ODE TO MY SON NICHOLAS
By Michael Sage

You are my dearest boy, my very special son,
I love to be with you, we always seem to have such fun,
To sit and watch you, as around and round you run,
So much energy to spend, seemingly its never done.

Nicholas my son, in my life you are number one,
You set my heart alight, I really love you a ton,
Whether you’re jabbering away, or munching on a bun,
You’re such a special boy, you really are a hun.

You’re a shining ray that never sets, like a constant midnight sun,
Being with you has never had a single regret, there is absolutely none,
When God entrusted you to me, it was like a jackpot I had won,
I love you Nicholas, my very special son.


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MY BOY TIMOTHY
By Michael Sage

There once was a boy called Timothy
Who lived in a town quite close to the sea
He lived in a house that was so very pretty
With his Mom & Dad & Baby Brother to be

He was a special guy, my big boy Timothy
He had big strong muscles for all the world to see
And he was clever too, he new his abc
And could count from one to a hundred and three

When he played with his dad, he shouted with glee
They had so much fun, they were happy and free
He enjoyed being on a jungle gym, or climbing a tree
And playing with his toys or just watching TV

The reason he was strong, clever and happy
Was because he ate all his food, which made him so healthy
He even ate veggies, anything from carrots to broccoli
What a special guy he is, my big boy Timothy!


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I AM A POLAR BEAR
by Sandy Tuttle

I am a polar bear.
I live North of everywhere.
I live at the top of the world.!
The furry white coat
I wear in the snow,
Keeps me warm when it’s twenty below!
I am a polar bear.
I live North of everywhere.
I live at the top of the world!
Fishing in the ice,
And swimming in the sea,
Makes living at the North Pole
Perfect for me!
I am a polar bear.
I live North of everywhere.
I live at the top of the world.! 


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HOW THE LITTLE KITE LEARNED TO FLY
By Katherine Pyle

"I never can do it," the little kite said,
As he looked at the others high over his head.

"I know I should fall if I tried to fly."
"Try," said the big kite, only try!
Or I fear you never will learn at all."
But the little kite said : "I'm afraid I'll fall."
The big kite nodded : "Ah, well, good-by;
I am off." And he rose toward the tranquil sky.

Then the little kite's paper stirred at the sight.
And trembling he shook himself free for flight.
First whirling and frightened, then braver grown,
Up, up he rose through the air alone,
Till the big kite looking down could see
The little one rising steadily.

Then how the little kite thrilled with pride,
As he sailed with the big kite side by side!
While far below he could see the ground,
And the boys like small spots moving round.
They rested high in the quiet air,
And only the birds and clouds were there.

"Oh, how happy I am,'.' the little kite cried.
"And all because I was brave and tried."


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THE OWL AND THE PUSSY CAT
by EDWARD LEAR

The Owl and the Pussy Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.


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BROTHER-BENT-NOSE
By Anonymous

I've an ancient older brother,
He's bold, he's big, he's strong;
He's as clever as a hawk owl,
And sure knows right from wrong.

He's very tall, just like a palm,
Towering over me;
I'm only four foot and a bit,
But he is six foot three!

One day up in a mango tree,
We swung from limb to limb,
Until one snapped,
'Phutaaak!'
it went, And down I fell, on him.

We landed in a great big pile,
All legs and arms and shins;
I looked at him, and he at me,
No tears, just two big grins.

Up we staggered, quite shakily,
From the shock, I suppose,
And then I noticed, when I looked,
Blood dripping from his nose.

What once was straight and
Romanesque,
Appeared all torn and rent,
The poor old hooter on his face
Forevermore was bent!

So now we're older, wiser too,
We keep well clear of trees,
We leave the climbing and the tricks
To apes and chimpanzees!


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A DOG IS A DOG
By Thomas Stearns Eliot

Now dogs pretend they like to fight;
They often bark, more seldom bite;

But yet a Dog is, on the whole,
What you would call a simple soul.

Of course I'm not including Pekes,
And such fantastic canine freaks.

The usual Dog about the Town
Is much inclined to play the clown

And far from showing too much pride
Is frequently undignified.

He's very easily taken in-
Just chuck him underneath the chin

Or slap his back or shake his paw,
And he will gambol and guffaw.

He's such an easy-going lout,
He'll answer any hail or shout.

Again I must remind you that
A Dog's a Dog - A CAT'S A CAT


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THE MOON
By Robert Louis Stevenson

The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.

The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.

But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall rise.



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