Alison says
> I remember in particular one horrible book about
> bunnies that for some reason my kids demanded night after night - the only
> book I have ever thrown away
I have been known to refuse to read them, on the grounds that they
make me feel ill. My husband, who is not a poet, doesn't seem to
have the same problem.
Richard says
> Max's mention of nursery rhymes reminded me of another story: I started
> reading Mother Goose and other children's poetry to my son very early, and I
> wrote for him a series of about 5 or so limericks that he absolutely adored,
Do you have his permission to share them?
My Callan (6) also likes poetry recited at bedtime. Edward Lear, or
something of mine - if I'm going to do a reading he lets me practise
on him. We also have some limericks we have made up, all of which I think
are dreadful but Callan likes them. Kids' sense of humour is different.
For example
There was an old man with a beard
who said, it is really quite weird.
Two owls and a hen
four larks and a wren
have all laid their eggs in my beard.
(Callan likes that much better than Lear's original; I can't imagine why.)
There was an old man in a coat
who fell in love with a goat.
The goat liked to prance
so they went to a dance
but they tripped and fell into the moat.
(What moat? The dance was held in a castle, of course.)
And this one that we made up last night at a restaurant called Nero's.
A family restaurant - the sort of place we would stay well clear of
if we didn't have children. Anyway the tablecloths were butchers' paper
and crayons were provided, and we had the idea of leaving a poem.
But all we could think of was
There was a young fellow called Nero
who thought that he was a great hero.
But his pizza and pasta
were such a disaster
the restaurant guide gave him zero.
so we decided not to.
Rhyme is a minefield.
Janet
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