Treasure Island

Cecelia Weir

(March 19,1955 / Fayette, Alabama)

When I Was A Kid


When I was a kid
London Bridge was falling down
Lil Sally Walker was sitting in a saucer
Watching squirrels change nest
While lil' Bo Peep searched for her sheep.

Mother Goose was reading nursery rhymes
When Red Ridinghood slipped into the forrest.
The three bears were friends
With the three little pigs
And they saw the cow jump over the moon.

When I was a kid
Jack and Jill went up the hill
While Jack Horner sat in a corner.
And the other Jack tried climbing a beanstalk
But this fussing chicken
Insisted on crossing the road.

When I was a kid
There was even an ole lady
Who lived in a shoe
And a blue boy who liked blowing his horn.
But little Miss Muffet
Just set on her tuffet
While some poor kid's dish
Ran away with his spoon.

Submitted: Monday, February 16, 2009
Edited: Monday, February 16, 2009

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