I tried reading it to them years ago and no one was interested. But to my surprise tonight as I was reading, Emily had a couple of them memorized! I had no idea she loved the book as much as I do. So we all read some and laughed a lot.
Here's a couple of my favorite poems from the book:
How Many, How Much
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live 'em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give 'em.
Put Something In
Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-gumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
'Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain't been there before.
The Little Boy and The Old Man
Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon."
Said the little old man, "I do that too."
The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants."
"I do that too," laughed the little old man.
Said the little boy, "I often cry."
The little old man nodded, "So do I."
"But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems
Grown-ups don't pay attention to me."
And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand
"I know what you mean," said the little old man.
Rockabye baby, in the treetop.
Don't you know a treetop
Is no safe place to rock?
And who put you up there,
And your cradle too?
Baby, I think someone down here's
Got it in for you.
I love this book.
Thanks, Mom and Dad for giving it to me 20 years ago as a Christmas present.
It has definitely gotten its share of use.
(as evidenced by all the water marks and the couple of pages coming out.)
Now I am off to watch Masterpiece Classic Jane Eyre.
Trevor didn't even pretend that he would stay awake for it.
Luckily, he will sleep on my lap so when he starts snoring I can just pinch his nose.
Don't tell him I do that.
He just wake up bewildered, looking around and then promptly lays his head back down
and falls asleep without snoring.
Our little secret....