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My Mother

by Ann Taylor (1782-1866) Who sat and watched my infant head When sleeping on my cradle bed, And tears of sweet affection shed? My Mother. When pain and sickness made me cry, Who gazed upon my heavy eye, And wept for fear that I should die? My Mother. Who taught my infant lips to pray …

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Tumbling

by Anonymous (near 1745)   In jumping and tumbling We spend the whole day, Till night by arriving Has finished our play. What then? One and all, There’s no more to be said, As we tumbled all day, So we tumble to bed.   *** Funny Poem for Kids by unknown author for reading with …

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Two Little Kittens

by Anonymous (near 1880) Two little kittens, one stormy night, Began to quarrel, and then to fight; One had a mouse, the other had none, And that’s the way the quarrel begun. “I’ll have that mouse,” said the biggest cat; “You’ll have that mouse? We’ll see about that!” “I will have that mouse,” said the …

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Father William

by Lewis Carroll    “You are old, Father William,” the young man said, “And your hair has become very white; And yet you incessantly stand on your head— Do you think, at your age, it is right?” “In my youth,” Father William replied to his son, “I feared it might injure the brain; But now …

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Jabberwocky

 by Lewis Carroll   ‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. ‘Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!’ He took his vorpal sword in …

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Jack and Jill went up the hill

by Lewis Carroll  Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Jill came tumbling after. Up Jack got, and home did trot, As fast as he could caper, To old Dame Dob, who patched his nob With vinegar and brown paper.   …

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My Billy Goat

by Agniya Barto With my goat, so small and funny, I go walking every day. In our garden, green and sunny, I and Billy love to play. Should my little Billy stray, I shall find him right away.   *** Small fun poem by Russian writer Agniya Barto (1906 –1981).  Poem translated from Russian into …

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