As Soon As Fred Gets Out Of Bed Poem by Jack Prelutsky
As Soon As Fred Gets Out Of Bed
As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
his underwear goes on his head.
His mother laughs, 'Don't put it there,
a head's no place for underwear! '
But near his ears, above his brains,
is where Fred's underwear remains.
At night when Fred goes back to bed,
he deftly plucks it off his head.
His mother switches off the light
and softly croons, 'Good night! Good night! '
And then, for reasons no one knows,
Fred's underwear goes on his toes.
I think this poem is hilarious. The content is funny and absurd at the same time, and the lines have a lyrical rhythm that can be read like a song. Can you just imagine your brother (or son, or possibly yourself) running around with underwear on his head! If you have ever had brothers, I'm sure you can identify. Humor and personal connections are important when teaching students about poetry. No abuse intended here....just reality! My students loved it!
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I was just kidding. This child is clearly acting out. I fully agree with Kalinda evers. This poem is giving children the idea that putting your nasty underwear on your head.
Induced smile on my lips although sealed.when is it borne on the right place is a mistry.
This poem is funny he doesn't know where to put his underwear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 11:29:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Though it is funny and certainly entertaining, it's just the things the boy does sound like he's acting out. In the back of my mind I just can't get this thought that this poem is bad out of my head. Maybe I'm letting my past colour my opinion, but. That last sentence, it strikes me. 'And then, for reasons no one knows, Fred's underwear goes on his toes.' It sounds like abuse.