The Bubbly Lake

As I looked out across the lake

I was sure I made a big mistake

For in the water there were some troubles

The lake it seemed was making bubbles.

I know that I am a land lubber

But I’m sure that duck just turned to rubber.

The lake, the lake, a bubbly lake

That drake is rubber, no mistake.

A crowd arrives to stare and point

It would make a great bath for a giant.

Turn Into a bee

Imagine if two or maybe three

Happened to turn into a bee

A stripy body with special powers

Hopping in and out of flowers

Flying around and feeling alive

Taking up residence in a hive

Thousands of times smaller than a whale

But with a powerful stingy pointy tail.

Kenny the Kloop

Kenny the Kloop is as wild as can be

He runs up mountains and skips across the sea.

Some say he’s completely out of control

He once tried to jump from the coast to the pole.

He finds it hard to sit still does Kenny the Kloop

He prefers to kneel down, sit, stand and stoop.

Now he’s attempting the ultimate crime.

He’s trying to escape from his own rhyme.

He’s hard to contain now he’s up near the top

If he escapes we’ll just have to sto……

The Ladder Whistler

Whistling up a ladder 40 times a day

 It proves that I will most things for any kind of pay

 To me it doesn't make much sense

 I do not know the consequence

 Do my whistles keep on going when they reach the top?

 Or once they reach the final rung do they abruptly stop?

Maybe they drift up into space and then begin to fade

 Alas, I do not really mind as long as I get paid.

The Flighty Foor

The Harbrik across the misty moor

Claims to own a flighty foor.

A foor to carry goods all day

And spend the evening eating hay.

They say he has the legs of a seal

And the teeth of hens to chew his meal.

More say his tail is how he makes his sound

And a pair of wings to walk around.

Such a wonder there was never before

They all call him the flighty foor.