Amy J Richardson Poems

The wise old rabbit looks into the wind,
and over his ears it blows,
His eyes half shut, his whiskers flat,
as into his mind he goes.
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Humans see rats in two ways, in darkness or in light,
The sweetest people of them all, or creatures of the night.
The rats thought it was time at last, for choices to be made,
'Let's call a moot! ' their leader said, to end this false charade.
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Atlas was a lion,
With mighty long claws,
A huge shaggy mane,
And enormous paws,
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A dormouse woke and scratched his head,
He'd slept a long duration,
'What could I possibly need, ' he said,
'After six months hibernation?
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Well Mr Bumble Bee,
Had lots of friends to see,
And the time was almost here for taking flight
He wore his very best,
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There once was a chicken called Peg,
Who laid me a hard boiled egg,
She just sat in the straw,
Having cooked it before,
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Mrs. Bealsey Blunder,
Was all wrinkles, hair and warts.
And she had a face like thunder,
When the kids were playing sports.
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Polar bears have polar hairs,
And polar feeties too,
But in the ice and frozen air,
Bare bears are surely blue!
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The sun sets low on a shimmering sea,
A girl wants to sail away with me.

A way to leave her woes behind,
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Constellations in the night,
All the stars are shining bright,
Tiny needle points of light,
Speckle into sight.
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