Eight Balloons Poem by Shel Silverstein

Eight Balloons

Rating: 3.1

Eight balloons no one was buyin'
All broke loose one afternoon.
Eight balloons with strings a-flyin',
Free to do what they wanted to.
One flew up to touch the sun - POP!
One thought highways might be fun - POP!
One took a nap in a cactus pile - POP!
One stayed to play with a careless child - POP!
One tried to taste some bacon fryin' - POP!
One fell in love with a porcupine - POP!
One looked close in a crocodile's mouth - POP!
One sat around 'til his air ran out - WHOOSH!
Eight balloons no one was buyin' -
They broke loose and away they flew,
Free to float and free to fly
And free to pop where they wanted to.

joseline 13 December 2018

i have to do a solo on this poem for dance

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Holly 26 March 2019

I have to report this poem in front of my class

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Isabela 26 March 2019

I have to report this poem to my class

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Benjamin 26 March 2019

I have to remember this poem and report it to my classmates

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Mahtab Bangalee 14 May 2019

all balloons free to pop!

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Unknown 22 February 2022

I like this poem

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Rajnish Manga 14 May 2019

Lovely write in the style of a nursery poem. Quite interesting. Thanks.

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Savita Tyagi 14 May 2019

A fun poem. I would love to read my grand son.

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Lyn Paul 14 May 2019

A beautiful poem. I Didn’t want it to end. It’s exciting to see a floating balloon though often it is celebrating a death but not this time.

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Edward Kofi Louis 14 May 2019

Free to fly! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein

Chicago/ Illinois
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