My Mom asked me to write an entry for her tonight . . .
Looking through some old journals from 4th grade, I came across a number of nonsense poems I wrote during “Reflection” time. I’m not sure whether to be embarrased or afraid- nonetheless, they were pretty entertaining. I was actually good at maintaining rhyme schemes and meter, but the content makes no sense whatsoever. Here’s one of the better ones that actually makes some kind of logical sense:
A frog, a stick, a shell, a stone
a paper clip, a chicken bone
a feather quill, a piece of string
a lady bug, a beetle wing
potato chips and soggy fries
Plus something I can’t recognize
A broken watch, a plastic cow
That’s what’s in my pocket now
And here’s a weirder one:
Do you have a ruler for measuring things?
Do you have a ruler that lets you sing?
Well I have a ruler
The best one in the world!
At first it looks straight
and then it looks curled!
I’m telling you it’s the best one!
That’s all for now!
I think I’m done.
Nine year olds can be pretty funny.