Mr Pavlova's Comb-Over: 7 Children's Poems Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Mr Pavlova's Comb-Over: 7 Children's Poems



1. I’m Mr Pavlova’s comb-over
I flap in the wind like a wing
An when he is washing his bald bits
I like to hang down like a swing

Rapunzel had hair long and golden
And braided, a beautiful plat
I’m Mr Pavlova’s comb-over
I’m sort of a permanent hat.

2.Dog-Speak Round the World

Bowf-Wowf says the Scots dog
Buaf-ouf barks the French
Bow-wow calls the English dog
At cat, or ball, or stench.
Brippi-Brippi, Italy
Is where you’ll hear that sound
Gong-gong’s Indonesian
Where Asian dogs are found
Bahk-bahk yaps the Thai dog
Wan-wan the Japanese
Gahf-gahf growls the Russian
Wang-wang is Chinese!

3.The Box

Archie’s pet’s a tortoise
Betty keeps a fox
Katie’s got a goldfish
My pet is a box
I put four wheels beneath it
To take it for a walk
What I love best about it
It listens when I talk

Row row row the boat
Row row row the boat
Beware! It’s sprung a leak
When your bottom’s soggy
You must turn the other cheek

4.The Chilli Monster

Underneath the doughballs
In my plate of liver
I saw a chillie monster
Give a little quiver
I asked what had upset him
He said it was the meat
It wouldn’t sit beside him
‘Cause it couldn’t stand the heat

5.Dear Agony Uncle

Dear Agony Uncle,
I’m a pimple
A zit, a protuberance, pure an simple
Why does everyone love a dimple
But nobody, nobody loves a pimple?

6.Doppleganger

I am a wriggly maggot, my brothers call me Freddy
I’m fat and cream and wormy and a bluebottle’s my Daddy
I chew up rabbit’s eyeballs, dance in dead seagull’s tummies
The only place that I’m not found is inside Pharaoh’s Mummies

7.Gatecrashers

A skulk of foxes, a trip of goats
Set off with a pod of whales
Along with a smack of jellyfish
And a slither of Spanish snails
They followed a colony of bats
To a squash of rhinoceroses
Where a sloth of bears were whooping it up
With honey upon their noses
A murder of crows dropped by to peck
The cakes and patisserie
Till a bounce of kangaroos gate-crashed
The party at half past three

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success