Landfills
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Landfills are a little scary
But I guess they're necessary.
Debris and garbage down and smashed,
Vast wastelands of junk and trash.
A spot for things no longer needed,
Things with all their worth depleted.
Rejects from out living space
Need to have a special place
That is not too very far
But away from where we are—
A place for things we can't reuse
Like moldy shoes and bent kazoos,
Grimy jars in curvy shapes,
Plastic cups and paper plates,
Sofas and all kinds of chairs,
Stuff for which nobody cares—
Things we use from day to day
And then decide to throw away.
Cola Drinks
A lot of fizzy drinks these days
Are made with cola syrup.
When I drink them I hiccup.
After that I byrup.
Oink
Oink Meow
I visited a working farm
To learn about its joys.
The animals, so glad to see me,
All were making noise.
Neigh neigh neign, baa baa, hee-haw
Moo moo, oink oink, bow wow,
Cock-a-doodle-doodle-doo,
Quack quack, tweet tweet, meow.
Jumping on the Bed
Carly climbed up and up and up
to reach the bed.
Then she jumped and jumped and jumped
And finely bumped her head.
After that she cried and cried and cried
And couldn't stop
Until she tumbled out of bed
Plop plop plop.
She slipped and slipped and slipped and slipped
Upon the shiny floor.
Then she rolled and rolled and rolled
Through the open door.
She slid and fell and fell and fell
Down the laundry shoot
Onto her mothers hunting horn
Toot toot toot.
