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My Koala’s Not a Doctor

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My Koala's Not a Doctor by Kenn Nesbitt

My koala’s not a doctor.
My koala’s not a teacher.
My koala’s not a pilot.
My koala’s not a preacher.

My koala’s not an actor,
or an athlete, or musician.
My koala’s not a writer,
or a lawyer, or magician.

My koala’s not a scientist.
He’s not a film director.
My koala’s not an astronaut.
He’s not a trash collector.

My koala’s pretty lazy.
He just hangs out in a tree,
and he never went to school
for a diploma or degree.

So he couldn’t get a job
at any place where he applied.
My koala’s unemployed because
he’s unkoalafied.


Somewhere Sometime

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Somewhere Sometime by Kenn Nesbitt

I’m going somewhere sometime,
to do something someday.
I’ll go with someone somehow
to be someplace someway.

I don’t know where, but nowhere
has nothing there to see.
And so I know that nowhere
is no place I should be.

To go with no one nowhere
is somewhat of a bummer.
So sometime I’ll go somewhere
with somebody some summer.

My Left Left

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My Left Left by Kenn Nesbitt

I woke up this morning,
a little past dawn,
completely surprised that
my left leg was gone.

And that’s when I noticed,
with rising alarm,
as well as my left leg,
I’d lost my left arm.

In fact, I was missing
my body’s left side.
I felt so astonished
I practically cried.

I don’t know what happened
while sleeping last night.
But, don’t be too worried…
I think I’m all right.

My Brother Might Be Bigfoot

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My Brother Might Be Bigfoot by Kenn Nesbitt

My brother might be bigfoot.
I’ve seen a bunch of clues.
He’s very hairy, super tall,
and wears enormous shoes.

Whenever I say hi to him
my brother starts to growl.
He walks like a gorilla
and his stink is awfully foul.

He never takes a shower so
he’s slovenly and sweaty.
He claims to have a girlfriend too;
he says her name is Yeti.

He’s not a myth. From what I’ve seen
I think we can assume
that bigfoot lives among us…
He’s in my brother’s room.

AstroCow

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AstroCow by Kenn Nesbitt

Hello, my name is AstroCow.
I’m deep in outer space right now.
I’m off to visit distant stars.
I’ve seen the moon. I’ve been to Mars.

I’ve done the most amazing things.
I soared through Saturn’s massive rings.
I checked out Neptune. Pluto too.
Then out among the stars I flew.

I built this awesome rocket ship
to take an interstellar trip,
and travel through the galaxy
to find a home for cows like me.

You see, I used to live on Earth.
It was my home, my place of birth.
But now I search for somewhere new;
somewhere they don’t serve barbecue.

My Sister Should Be an Explorer

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My Sister Should Be an Explorer by Kenn Nesbitt

My sister should be an explorer
and travel the world far and near.
I think she should see every country.
I think it could take a whole year.

She’d probably climb many mountains.
She’d sail all the oceans and seas.
She might even learn a new language,
like Spanish, or French, or Chinese.

She’d see all the wonders of nature,
like glaciers, volcanoes, and caves.
She’d find the best rivers for rafting,
and beaches for surfing the waves.

She’d journey through jungles and deserts.
She’d even find places unknown.
And, if she became and explorer,
she’d finally leave me alone.

Mr. Right

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Mr. Right by Kenn Nesbitt
My friends all call me Mr. Right
because I’m never wrong.
I brag about it every night.
I shout it all day long.

I always have the answers
which I’ll gladly share with you.
I never need to listen.
I already know what’s true.

I value your opinion when
it’s just the same as mine.
As long as you agree with me
we’ll get along just fine.

So, ask me and I’ll tell you.
There is nothing I don’t know.
I’m certain my beliefs are facts.
They’re absolutely so.

And why am I so sure I have
the perfect point of view?
I heard it from somebody else
who told me it was true.

My Kitten Had an Accident

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My Kitten Had an Accident by Kenn Nesbitt

My kitten had an accident.
She whimpered, wept, and wailed.
She played near an electric fan
and got herself detailed.

But now she’s good as new
and feeling better than before.
She bought a brand-new kitten tail
down at the retail store.


I Went to the Movies

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I Went to the Movies by Kenn Nesbitt

One night I was bored, so, at 7:15,
I went to the movies and climbed in the screen.
I instantly found I was part of a scene
where aliens landed their flying machine.
They caught me and took me to meet with their queen.
Her teeth were enormous. Her face was all green.
Her head was the shape of a garbanzo bean.
She said they were going to cut out my spleen.
I never knew alien queens were so mean!
I let out a yell like a crazed wolverine,
and jumped out the window and got away clean
by taking command of a spy submarine,
and sailing away underwater, unseen.
The audience cheered as I climbed from the screen.
This film was like nothing that they’d ever seen.
I got to ride home in a long limousine.
My picture appeared on a film magazine
that said I was now the world’s most famous teen.
I thought this was awesome, and so I was keen
to do it again. It became my routine.
And now every evening, at 7:15,
I go to the movies and climb in the screen.

The Life of a Pirate Ain’t Easy

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The Life of a Pirate Ain't Easy by Kenn Nesbitt

The life of a pirate ain’t easy.
You’ll have to buy lots of supplies.
A parrot for one of your shoulders.
An eyepatch for one of your eyes.

Before you set sail for adventure,
before you embark on your trip,
you’ll need to come up with the money
to purchase a suitable ship.

You’ll need a new chest for your treasure,
a hat and a flag and a plank,
some boots and a spyglass and compass,
which might take a loan from the bank.

Along with this other equipment,
you’ll need a new hook and a peg,
and these are the priciest items;
they’ll cost you an arm and a leg.

The First Day of School

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The First Day of School by Kenn Nesbitt
Today is the day that we go back to school.
My family’s excited! We all think it’s cool.

We know we’ll have homework and study like crazy.
We won’t have a chance to relax and be lazy.

We’ll wake up each morning. We’ll fill up our packs
and hoist them and haul them to school on our backs.

We’ll work from the morning till late every night.
We’ll practice our math, and we’ll read and we’ll write.

For month after month we’ll have so much to do.
I’m sure that this might sound unpleasant to you.

So, why are we having this grand celebration?
Today we start planning next summer’s vacation.

I Think I’d Like to Get a Pet

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I Think I'd Like to Get a Pet by Kenn Nesbitt

I think I’d like to get a pet.
I don’t know which one I should get.
Should it be big? Should it be small?
Should it be short or super tall?

Should it be bald or very hairy?
Should it be cute or sort of scary?
Should it be friendly, mean, or shy?
And should it swim or should it fly?

Should it have feathers, fins, or fur?
Should it prefer to bark or purr?
Should it be one that squeaks or squawks
or maybe one that goes for walks?

Should it be one with stripes, or spots,
or green and purple polka dots?
Should it be brown, or blue, or pink?
I wonder what my mom would think?

I wonder if she’d even let
me go and get myself a pet.
And, so, I hope she doesn’t mind
when I get one of every kind.

Mr. Whisper

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Mr. Whisper by Kenn Nesbitt

Mr. Whisper’s quiet.
He’s a silent sort of guy.
He whispers everything he says,
though no one quite knows why.

He murmurs, speaking softly,
and his words sound like a sigh.
His voice is barely louder than
a flapping butterfly.

You’ll have to pay attention
if you want to hear him speak.
And, yet, you may not understand;
his voice is rather weak.

It’s best to walk right up to him,
and lean in nice and near.
Then turn your head and use one hand,
or both, to cup your ear.

But if you still can’t figure out
the tale he’s trying to tell,
go get a quick translation
from his buddy, Mr. Yell.

Mrs. Mandy’s Candy Shop

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Mrs. Mandy's Candy Shop by Kenn Nesbitt

At Mrs. Mandy’s Candy Shop,
you cannot buy a lollipop.
You cannot purchase candy canes,
or bubble gum or Mary Janes.

They will not sell you candy bars,
or lemon drops, or sugar stars,
or licorice, or ice cream cones,
or chocolates shaped like mobile phones.

They used to carry lots of treats
but now they don’t have any sweets.
And so, if you’re in need of candy,
please don’t visit Mrs. Mandy.

She doesn’t sell it anymore.
Her store is now a hardware store,
and Mrs. Mandy is to blame
since she forgot to change the name.

Our Magic Toilet

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Our Magic Toilet by Kenn Nesbitt
We have a magic toilet.
It makes things disappear.
Just toss them in and flip the switch
and — Presto! — they’re not here.

We love our magic toilet.
It’s super fun to use.
My brother flushed his baseball bat.
My sister flushed her shoes.

The baby flushed her bottle.
I flushed my radio.
It’s crazy how things vanish
but we don’t know where they go.

Our mother flushed the sofa.
She flushed our camping tent.
That’s when I looked around and said,
“I wonder where dad went?”


Random Recipe

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Random Recipe by Kenn Nesbitt

If you want to make a muffin,
first you need a jar of juice,
and a pickle, and a peanut,
and a marble, and a moose.

Then you add a dozen doorknobs,
and a boy with a balloon,
plus the sound of summer thunder
from a Thursday afternoon.

Then you mix them in whatever
bowl or bucket you can find.
Oh, wait. That’s not the recipe.
I’m sorry. Nevermind.

A Vampire Bit My Neck Last Night

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A Vampire Bit My Neck Last Night by Kenn Nesbitt

A vampire bit my neck last night.
And, though it sounds insane,
some zombies chased me down the street
and tried to eat my brain.

A mummy shambled after me.
Godzilla stomped my face.
I nearly I got abducted by
an alien from space.

When Frankenstein attacked me
I escaped, but then almost
got tackled by a skeleton,
a werewolf, and a ghost.

A slimy blob engulfed me.
Then I woke up with a scream.
I’ve never been so overjoyed
to wake up from a dream.

Last night I learned a lesson;
if you want to keep your head,
don’t watch a scary movie
right before you go to bed.

Octopus for Lunch

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Octopus for Lunch by Kenn Nesbitt

The other kids
like chicken nuggets,
hot dogs or taquitos,
or burgers, fries,
or pizza pies,
or bean and cheese burritos.

But as for me,
I’m strange, you see,
and what I like to munch,
is just a plate
of marinated
octopus for lunch.

Octopus for lunch!
Oh, octopus for lunch!
It seems I’ve quite
an appetite
for octopus for lunch.

While they want lots
of tater tots
or cheesy ravioli,
or seasoned beef
on lettuce leaf,
or chips with guacamole,

I like to eat
this tasty treat
and wash it down with punch:
A steaming bowl
or casserole
of octopus for lunch.

Octopus for lunch!
Oh, octopus for lunch!
I just can’t wait
to fill my plate
with octopus for lunch.

But now I find
I’ve changed my mind.
Indeed, I have a hunch,
I’d better wait
and leave this plate
of octopus for lunch.

This plate is full
of tentacles
that waved around a bunch.
They way they sway
it seems that they
like little kids for lunch.

Octopus at lunch!
An octopus at lunch!
So run away
or else it may…
gergrabble… gobble… crunch!

Candy Andy

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Candy Andy by Kenn Nesbitt

Hello, my name is Andy.
I’m a fan of eating candy.
It’s delicious and it’s dandy,
and my favorite thing to eat.

When I want some sweets for eating,
I’ll be at your door repeating
that fantastic, famous greeting…
I’ll be shouting, “Trick or treat!”

I’ll be dressed up like a mummy,
out in search of something yummy,
like a chocolate bar or gummi.
I’ll be marching door-to-door.

And, as long as you have dishes
full of candy so delicious
it can satisfy my wishes,
I’ll keep coming back for more.

You might think I’m being sneaky,
or perhaps a little cheeky,
and some people say it’s freaky,
and they often ask me why…

And they tell me that it’s cheating
to be on their doorstep beating
on the front door, trick-or-treating,
in the middle of July.

Computer Cat

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Computer Cat by Kenn Nesbitt

Some cats like growling,
and some like to purr,
and others like napping
or licking their fur.
But my cat is different
and she would prefer
to use the computer all day.

She’s somewhat surprising,
not like other cats.
She blogs about dogs
and she reads about rats.
She loves online shopping
and video chats,
and searching for games she can play.

As long as the Internet’s
working just fine,
my cat’s on my laptop
and surfing online.
She likes it so much that
this kitty of mine
will never go out of the house.

She learned how to code
to control the machine
by clicking the keyboard
and swiping the screen.
But, why does she do it?
From what I have seen,
it’s mostly to play with the mouse.

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