Last night my parents tucked me in and said no monster hid in my closet or my drawers, and so “Good night” they bid. As I settled down to sleep, I thought I heard a sound. T’was down beneath my double bed — I froze first — then I frowned. My closet and my drawersContinue reading “Cards With Fred”
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The Trampoline
Dennis had a trampoline which really was a shame, and maybe, when I think of it, his parents were to blame. They knew their boy was quite a brat and reckless as could be, so giving him a trampoline was dumb — you must agree. Of course, the boy jumped far too high and landedContinue reading “The Trampoline”
Canadian Spring
It’s snowing really hard right now, this twenty-fourth of May, and cause the weather is so bad, outside I just can’t play. I should be on my bike right now or fishing at the lake. This rotten snow storm really is just more than I can take. I should be playing baseball or swimming atContinue reading “Canadian Spring”
That Word
Our parrot, Polly, says a word I’m not allowed to say, and when she does, it’s plain to see, it ruins my parents’ day. When Polly says that nasty word, it causes Mom to shriek, ”You really are a rotten bird! I ought to glue your beak!” When Polly says that filthy word, in frontContinue reading “That Word”
Rumours
I’ve heard a lot of rumours bout people at my school. My mom says, “Don’t believe them cause rumours often fool.” I’ve heard that Jenny Matthews studies through the night, and that’s the only reason she always gets things right. I’ve heard that Peter Temple thinks that he can fly, and, I mean, without aContinue reading “Rumours”
I Hate Hiccups
One day, after gulping down a big tuna fish sandwich, I got the hiccups. Hiccup! Hiccup! I hate hiccups! ”Breathe into this bag,” my mother said, so I did. I breathed, and breathed, and breathed. No hiccups! Obviously, I’d trapped them in the bag. I threw the bag into the garbage, but then – hiccup!Continue reading “I Hate Hiccups”
Jimmy the Poet
Jimmy is a poet, who loves to write haiku, but when it comes to other forms, he really has no clue. Limericks he cannot write as words he cannot rhyme, and when it comes to longer forms, he says he can’t make time. His haikus make him happy, but need a little fix. The troubleContinue reading “Jimmy the Poet”
Ten Pounds
My mother said she lost ten pounds, while standing at the mirror, and then I saw, despite her smile, there slid a great big tear. I thought, “Poor Mom, I’ll help her search; those pounds must be around.” And though I looked just everywhere, nothing could be found. To tell the truth, I wasn’t sureContinue reading “Ten Pounds”
Donny’s Donuts
Donny sure loved donuts. In fact, that’s all he’d eat. He would not eat his veggies. He would not eat his meat! He would not eat an apple. He would not eat a pear. He would not eat a pickle, not even on a dare. No, all he’d eat was donuts, chocolate stuffed with cream,Continue reading “Donny’s Donuts”
The Tooth Fairy
The Tooth Fairy impresses me with all that she can do. How she can keep track of our teeth — I haven’t got a clue. But more than this, I wonder how she sneaks up to my bed and, in a twinkling, takes my tooth from right beneath my head. The biggest mystery of themContinue reading “The Tooth Fairy”
