Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Under 5 years poetry

Bell horses, bell horses,
What time of day?
One o' clock, two o' clock,
Three and away....

*****

Hickety, pickety,
My black hen,
She lays eggsFor gentlemen;
Sometimes nine,
And sometimes ten.
Hickety, pickety,My black hen!

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