“Humility” by russ mckay
Being ” humble” should be our goalFrom childhood up that’s what we’re toldBut it gets tougher as you grow oldYour past triumphs are just like gold You want to tell all you’ve doneAnd all the prizes that you’ve wonAnd you think that it’s really funTo boast about a life well run But it gets tough […]
“Just Like Me” by russ mckay
There once was a town along Pickelman’s Pike Where all the kids looked exactly alike They had the same color eyes and the same color hair They even chose the same clothes to wear It became very tough for their parents to tell Which child was theirs and which one was…well The kid down the […]
“Barney The Bunny” by russ mckay
Barney the bunny had lots of barnyard friends, and protection, and plenty of food, but it was near Easter and he was sad.“What’s the matter Barney?” inquired Crawford the Crow.“Ever heard of the Easter Bunny, Craw?”“Sure, but I must admit we don’t participate, except when they throw out the Easter Basket colored grass….we LOVE that […]
“Toy Boat” by sillygrandpa.com
I built my first boat model I bet it goes real fast It’s a pretty sailboat With one tall center mast I followed the directions With some help from Dad When we both were finished Boy we both were glad It was fun to build it And it’s so much fun to see we both […]
“My Shadow” by russ mckay
I know all about my shadowHe’s just my silhouetteHe always travels with meAs close as he can get He’s careful not to leave meHe lets me know he’s thereAnd when the sun is shiningHe’s my image…feet to hair But he doesn’t play in rainstormsAnd he won’t play after darkHe’s never in my room at nightOr […]
“Ogden Nash” by russ mckay
I miss a writer named Ogden Nash His rhymes were funny and often brash Sometimes he would fracture verse And he was almost never terse And one thing more that’s really neat He used to live just up the street I wasn’t writing poems back then Not yet taking up the pen But I wish […]
“Writing Poetry Is Easy” by russ mckay
I decided I’d write poetryIt’s an easy thing to doYou just have to make sure thatThe last words rhyme…ah…too! Heck you could write of anythingAs long as you rememberThat the last word in each key lineRhymes with the one…ah..befember Poetry has a meterKind of like the beat of a songA cadence, pace or natural flow […]
“Twins” by russ mckay
Twice upon a time there were born Two identical babies named Bjorn They had the same kinda nose And identical toes They were only apart night ’til morn One had a little more hair Though they both had skin very fair When they ate one would slurp And the other would burp And together they […]
“Burp” the Swine. by russ mckay
Hi! I’m Burp and yes I’m a swineAnd the pleasure of meeting you is just divineAnd just because I’m a swine and bigDoesn’t mean that you need to call me a “PIG” I’ve heard people say “Those PIGS just stink”But under all that mud we’re mostly pinkOur table manners are slight cause we don’t use […]
“Sirens” by russ mckay
Sirens fascinate me When I hear them getting louder If I could drive an ambulance I could not be any prouder “Woop, woop, woop” And “Dee Daw, Dee Daw” I would make the siren blast I’d rush through downtown traffic I’d drive carefully, but fast Yes I would love to drive an ambulance A job […]
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