Mr. ‘tato Head (Preschool) Poem by Cj Heck

Cj Heck

Cj Heck

Born in Columbus OH - living in Florida

Mr. ‘tato Head (Preschool)

Rating: 5.0


I am really very angry
and I am very really mad.
I can’t find my happy face,
it’s gone, and now I’m sad.

I was playing that dumb game
called Mr. ‘Tato Head,
and my big brother yelled at me.
I don’t like the things he said.

I was sticking in two eyes,
then I found a ‘just right’ nose,
but when I stuck his mouth in
that wasn’t where it goes,

so I pulled the mouth back out
and I stuck it back in … there,
but when I tried to give him ears,
his dumb mouth fell on my chair!

I pushed his mouth in one more time,
then I poked in both his shoes.
(I couldn’t find the purple hat,
but that’s what I always lose) .

Then the whole thing fell apart!
Everything came all unhooked!
That’s when my brother yelled at me …
“Dork, ya don’t use a ‘tato that’s cooked! ”

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chuck Audette 15 September 2009

Hahaha! I should have seen it coming! I'm sure the small fry will love it. -chuck

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Cj Heck

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