Wednesday, September 17, 2014


HORRIBLE THINGS by Roy Fuller

“What’s the horriblest thing you’ve ever seen?”

Said Nell to Jean.

“Some grey coloured, trodden on plasticine

Or a plate of left-over cold baked beans.

A cloak-room ticket numbered thirteen.

A slice of meat without any lean.

The smile of a spiteful fairy-tale queen.

A thing in the sea like a brown submarine.

A cheese fur-coated in brilliant green.

A bluebottle perched on a piece of sardine.”

Said Jean.

“What’s the horriblest thing you’ve ever seen?”

Said Jean to Nell

“Your face, as you tell

Of all the horriblest things you’ve seen.”

Said Nell.

 

CAT IN THE DARK by Margaret Mahy

Mother, Mother, What was that?

Hush my darling! Only the cat!

Fighty bitey, ever so mighty

Out in the mooney dark.

 

Mother, Mother, What was that?

Hush my darling! Only the cat!

Prowley, yowley, sleepy, creepy,

Fighty bitey, ever so mighty

Out in the mooney dark.

 

 

Mother, Mother, What was that?

Hush my darling! Only the cat!

Sneaky, peeky, cosy, dozy.

Prowley, yowley, sleepy, creepy,

Fighty bitey, ever so mighty

Out in the mooney dark.

 

Mother, Mother, What was that?

Hush my darling! Only the cat!

Patchy, scratchy, furry, purry,

Sneaky, peeky, cosy, dozy.

Prowley, yowley, sleepy, creepy,

Fighty bitey, ever so mighty

Out in the mooney dark.

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