'Don'T Believe All You Hear' Poem by Linda Winchell

While out walking the other day
I overheard some disturbing news.
That London Bridges was falling down
and a dish ran away with a spoon?

That some kid had a ring around a rosie
and Jack had rolled down a hill and broke his crown!
And that the sky was falling too I heard
there's a chicken spreading this all over town!

How can this be I asked myself?
Who's talking in this way?
Then I noticed it was a playground of children
in their school yard, at recess for play.

I guess I better verse myself
before this happens to me again.
Now I've got to get on my cell phone
and clear up, what I have just told all of my friends.