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Funny Poem a Day: On the Benefits of Genetic Engineering, by John Rice

I had a little break there from posting, sorry about that – book to get ready to send off! It’s nearly done, now. Today’s poem is by John Rice – there are two children’s poets called John Rice and both are excellent. It’s this John Rice today! John has sent a poem about a genetically-engineered octopus that is now an octopussy. I can reveal that Lola would not ever want any animal in the house that resembles a cat whatsoever. She was deeply jealous of our cat, Milla, shown in the picture above. She tolerated her. If I showed any love at all for Milla, Lola’s face was a picture of absolute outrage. Thank you for the poem, John!

 

On the Benefits of Genetic Engineering

I want an octo-pussy cat:
I know that it won’t purr
But at least I’m not allergic
To octo-pussy fur.

© John H Rice

 

Joke:

What did the octopus say to his girlfriend when he proposed?

¿ǝƃɐıɹɹɐɯ uı puɐɥ puɐɥ puɐɥ puɐɥ puɐɥ puɐɥ puɐɥ puɐɥ ɹnoʎ ǝʌɐɥ I ʎɐW

 

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Funny Poem a Day: A Walk in the Park, by Sally Wiltshire

So here is Lola, looking muddy after a walk in the park… actually not as muddy as he has been, she can completely change colour to dark brown! She definitely loves rolling in dirt… so I was thrilled to receive this poem, kindly sent by Sally Wiltshire (thank you, Sally), which is PERFECT – I have often had to attach Lola to a lead when, er, well, read on…!

 

A Walk In The Park

 

Dog’s out walking,

dog is good,

strutting round

the neighbourhood.

Dog’s excited

nears the park;

can’t resist

a cocky bark.

Dog’s impatient

picks up speed,

yanks the human

with the lead.

Dog is running

very fast,

off the bloomin’

lead at last.

Spots some fun,

puts on a spurt,

Dog is rolling

in the dirt.

Dog is stinking

pleased as punch;

the human has

a nasty hunch.

Hmm

Dog has rolled

in something vile

can smell him coming

from a mile

Dog jogs up,

with tail held high;

human gives

a sorry sigh.

Dog is bad

apparently

although, quite why,

Dog fails to see.

Dog is fastened

to the lead,

sees no problem,

sees no need,

no flippin’ reason,

to be cross;

the stinkier,

the better, Boss.

Don’t she know

a stink is gooooood

when strutting

round the neighbourhood?

 

© Sally Wiltshire

 

What does a dog magician say?

¡ɹopɐɹqɐpɐɔɐɹqɐl

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Funny Poem a Day: Invisible Isobel, by Colin West

One of my favourite photos of Lola today – flying, ears in their normal position when she is running, straight up! Today I am delighted to have guest poet Colin West’s poem Invisible Isobel featured, and not ONLY a poem but Colin’s wonderful, charming illustrations to go with it!

 

Joke:

Why did the invisible boy fail his maths test?

¡sɹǝƃuᴉɟ sᴉɥ uo ʇunoɔ ʇ,uplnoɔ ǝɥ ǝsnɐɔǝq

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Funny Poem a Day: Traffic Jam by Sarah Ziman

This is me and my daughter walking Lola when she was very small, in Wells, Somerset. There was something very cute about Lola when she was a puppy, so eager to get out and explore everything she had to be a step in front of her ability to take everything in. She caused several traffic jams in the village with people hanging out of their car windows to see and ask what sort of dog she was – she was 10 years old in December last year, and there weren’t so many Australian labradoodles around 10 years ago, and certainly very few cockerpoos, which nowadays many people presume she is.

So today’s poem about a traffic jam is by Sarah Ziman – thank you, Sarah!

 

Traffic Jam

 

Cars of silver, red, and blue

Motorbikes and buses too

 

Put them in your biggest pan

Stir them with a caravan

 

Measure sugar – half a cup

Next a lorry, broken up

 

Petrol, or perhaps some oil

Carefully begin to boil

 

Simmer for an hour at most –

Traffic jam to spread on toast!

 

© Sarah Ziman

 

Joke:

Why did the skeleton cross the road?

¡doɥS ʎpoq ǝɥʇ oʇ ʇǝƃ oʇ

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Funny Poem a Day: A Sea-Serpent Saw a Big Tanker, by Anon.

So here is Miss Sandy Nose, aka Lola Brownlee, on Weymouth beach… she adores the sand. I do not. I really do not like sand. I like looking at sand and sea, and have lived near the sea as a child and teenager and young adult for many, many years. I have the ear damage to prove it. I like sea VIEWS. 

Today’s poem, as promised, is by Anon., that most prolific of poets. And illustrates why it is healthy to take a cautious attitude to anything sea-related. This limerick poem is printed in the Kingfisher Book of Comic Verse, a book which contains several other absolute favourites of mine. A limerick always has the same rhythm and rhyming pattern… AABBA, and usually 8-9 syllables in the ‘A’ rhyming lines and 5 in the rhyming ‘B’ lines.

 

A Sea-Serpent Saw a Big Tanker

 

A sea-serpent saw a big tanker,

Bit a hole in her side and then sank her.

It swallowed the crew

In a minute of two,

And then picked its teeth with the anchor.

 

Anonymous.

 

Joke:

What does a sea monster eat?

¡sdᴉɥs puɐ ɥsᴉɟ

 

 

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Funny Poem a Day: We Have a Mouse, by Liz Brownlee

Anon. is a funny word, isn’t it? It stands for anonymous, which is the word used to represent a person who doesn’t want their identity known, or for someone whose identity is not known. There are probably more poems by Anon. than by anyone else, but they are not all the same person of course – sometimes the poem has been handed down and repeated and repeated and maybe changed, until no-one knowns who wrote it in the first place. Tomorrow we have a poem by Anon. Today, there is a poem by me which mentions the word.

In the picture today, Lola is trying to be anonymous by being camouflaged on her blanket.

 

We Have a Mouse

 

We think we have a mouse – for it

ate mum’s jam sponge cake bit by bit,

we know he’s been here when he comes

by missing cake and piles of crumbs

but never see him round the house

we think he is anony- mouse!

 

© Liz Brownlee

 

What squeaks, has 12 legs, three noses and three tails but can’t see?

!ǝɔᴉɯ puᴉʅq ǝǝɹɥꓕ

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Funny Poem a Day: Goodbye Cruel World, by Trevor Parsons

You’d be surprised at how easy it is to lose a small dog in the long grass when out on a walk. Lola is always losing herself, but luckily she has perfected the technique of dancing on her hind legs to make herself taller so she can see me over the tops of the grasses. Here she is demonstrating!

Today’s funny poem by Trevor Parsons is about disappearing piece by piece…thank you, Trevor!

 

Goodbye, Cruel World

 

I’ve lost my nerve, I’m losing my voice,

my heart has been stolen by Jane,

I’ve given a hand to a stranger

and my face has just fallen again.

 

My legs have shot out from under me,

my arms have been grabbed from behind,

I’ve lent my ears to some Romans

and I’m rapidly losing my mind.

 

My bottom’s been pinched, and my teacher

has taken quite enough of my cheek –

if I carry on going at this rate

I’ll be gone by the end of the week.

 

© Trevor Parsons

 

Trevor doesn’t have any pets – but he has sent a joke:

Q: What do you rub on a sore pig?

A: Oinkment!

 

I have heard that young people are posting pictures of rainbows in their windows to express and spread love and happiness while everyone is at home. How wonderful. Here is Lola with a rainbow Gromit – and very happy she looks, too.

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Funny Poem a Day: Komodo by Brian Moses

Here is Lola running very fast – is she running away from something (like a komodo dragon?), or towards something? What do you think? Or is she just enjoying leaping through the buttercups?

Komodo dragons kill their prey with a venomous bite – a bit like like a snake. It is one of the few venomous lizards in the world.

You could write a poem about a monster. Describe your monster. What does it look like? Why is it so scary? What is its super-power? What does it eat? What colour is it, and what sound does it make? When you have written your poem, look at each line and think about how to make it more interesting. What colour did you choose? If it was brown, try and compare that brown to something else with a simile. Is it the same colour as ploughed fields? Or sludgy rivers? Or shiny conkers?

Today’s komodo poem is by Brian Moses – Brian’s website gives a poetry-writing idea every single day!

Komodo

 

You’d better not take a selfie

with the dragon they call komodo

or hocus-pocus, diplodocus,

you’ll be more dead than a dodo.

 

He won’t be a photo in your family book

even if you ask him nicely.

The look he gives you shouldn’t be ignored,

his expression is simply icy.

 

He won’t be your dancing partner

in your holiday video,

he can’t be tamed & ridden

in some wild west rodeo.

 

It’s no good trying to persuade him,

he’s always in a bad mood,

and don’t call round when he’s eating,

asking to share his food.

 

It’s senseless to risk being headless

when he closes his mighty jaws

or find that you’re suddenly swiped

by a flick from his wicked claws.

 

Oh komodo, no komodo,

if what I hear is true,

nothing but another komodo

should risk getting close to you.

 

© Brian Moses

 

Here’s a joke:

 

Q:What do komodo dragons have that no other animal has?

A: sǝıqɐq opoɯoʞ

 

Here is Brian’s pet dog, Honey:

 

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Funny Poem a Day: The Giggles, by Bernard Young

This is Lola with her best friend,  a golden cocker spaniel called Blousey. As you can see they are both giggling about something. We don’t know what, though. They were born within weeks of each other and are both now 10.

Our poem today is from Bernard Young – thank you Bernard!

 

The Giggles

 

Our giggles are infectious.

They start off in our heads.

At first they’re only rumours.

Then the rumours spread.

 

(Giggling is contagious.

It soon catches on.

But if you do it in the classroom

you find you’re in the wrong).

 

When asked about The Giggles

we won’t know what to say

but we’ll get into trouble

if they don’t go away.

 

‘Do tell me what’s so funny,’

Miss Simpson will demand

but if we say, ‘Nothing, Miss’

she won’t understand.

 

She’ll think we’ve got a secret

and I suppose we have

but we’re completely baffled:

What was it made us laugh?

 

We need to find a reason.

she’ll expect us to explain.

I just hope our explanation

doesn’t  set us off again.

 

Our giggles are infectious.

They start off in our heads.

At first they’re only rumours.

Then the rumours spread.

 

© Bernard Young

 

Joke – What looks like half a cat?

The other half.

 

Here is Bernard with his lovely old cat, called Toffee.

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Funny Poem a Day: Orange by Coral Rumble

This is Lola’s reaction to an orange. Mu-uuuum! I was expecting a treat! Not this thing of pips smelling of pith! Bafflement is, I think you will agree, written all over her face. Luckily, she didn’t have to eat it. I gave her a morsel of meat.

Today’s poem is by Coral Rumble, thank you, Coral!

© Coral Rumble

And here is a joke Coral sent:

I knew Coral was fond of cookies but I didn’t know that they served a purpose! I must eat more myself.

Here is Coral’s little dog, Gus.

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Funny Poem: Spring in the Farm Yard, by Trevor Millum

I don’t have any photos of Lola in a farmyard, but I do have one of her with a spring in her step, during spring, taking my daughter rather by surprise with her speed when she was a puppy. She is still extraordinarily fast, can jump very high and dodge anything!

Today’s poem is by Trevor Millum, thank you Trevor!

Spring in the Yarm Fard

The mat keowed

The mow cooed

The bog darked

The kigeon pooed

 

The squicken chalked

The surds bang

The kwuk dacked

The burch rells chang

 

And then, after all the dacking and the changing

The chalking and the banging

The darking and the pooing

The keowing and the kooing

There was a mewtiful beaumont

Of queace and pie-ate.

 

© Trevor Millum

 

Here are Trevor’s pets  – called Stega, Stegee, Stego, Stegu and Simon.

 

 

How many eyes does Tyrannosaurus Rex have?

None! (only two ‘a’s, one ‘o’, two ‘u’s, and an ‘e’).

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Funny Poem a Day: Laughter by Philippa Rae

Another poem about laughter today – so here is Lola enjoying a giggle with her big brother when she was a puppy. It always makes me smile, anyway! She particularly like having her tummy tickled… Thank you, Philippa for this poem!

 

The Gift Of Laughter

 

I caught a peal of laughter

Before it got away

It flittered and it fluttered

Brightening up my day

 

It rippled in my hand

Pulsating with the giggles

A light and friendly laughter

That gave off little wiggles

 

See my laugh collection!

I’ve got chuckles and guffaws

Chortles and Hee hees and

Ha ha’s and haw haws!

 

I have saved this laughter

In a jar up in my room

And when I’m next unhappy

And filled with doom and gloom

 

I’ll let these peals fly

Bring a smile to those they touch

Laughter is a precious gift

Thank you very much

 

© Philippa Rae

 

Today’s joke – did you know that if you look at a mirror REALLY closely, it looks like an eyeball?

Oh! And Happy Birthday to Peter, my husband!

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Funny Poem a Day: How the Head Kept His Head, Liz Brownlee

So today’s poem is by ME! Therefore it seems appropriate to have a picture of Lola as she is dressed when doing her job and accompanying me to… well everywhere! Lola is a medical detection dog. She has been trained to alert me to high or low blood sugar – I am diabetic, have no warnings of low blood sugar and fall very quickly. She lets me know before my blood sugar gets too low and I have some glucose and then I am ok – which stops me from becoming unconscious, as used to happen, regularly! She has saved my life many times. She is of course the best dog in the world. Here is one of my funny poems.

How The Head Kept His Head

 

One day during registration

to his teacher’s consternation

Lloyd chewed his nails, his toes, and then

the half-done register and pen!

 

The Head, when called, watched in despair

as Lloyd scoffed whiteboards and a chair.

He cried, ‘This problem must be beaten –

we’re not insured for being eaten!’

 

But Lloyd just grinned, unhinged his jaw

and ate the lino off the floor,

gnashed ninety felt tips, slurped some glue,

then gobbled bags of gym shoes too!

 

The ipads crunched like toffee brittle –

then in a spray of liquid spittle

he snacked on Lego in the hall

and Harry hamster cage and all!

 

When class four’s P.C. bite by byte

followed their keyboard out of sight,

the children gasped, then saw with dread,

Lloyd’s eyes alight upon the Head!

 

With fervour, ‘PUDDING!’ Lloyd announced,

and with wild slaverings he pounced –

the Head yelled ‘STOP’ (his voice quite shrill)

‘I taste of greens, I’ll make you ill!’

 

And so Lloyd, when forced to pause here,

found he did feel some slight nausea-

his mum was called: ‘Please do come quick,

for school has made Lloyd very sick!’

 

© Liz Brownlee

 

What do you do if your dog chews up your poem?

You have to take the words right out of her mouth!

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Funny Poem a Day: Jonathan Humble and Karmasaurus

This is Lola looking a tad apprehensive. She’s a bit scared of the subject of the poem below, sent by Jonathan Humble – thank you Jonathan!  I have reassured her that it’s NOT TRUE. The lovely dinosaur is drawn by Philip Waddell, who is also a poet! Thanks, Phil!

Karmasaurus

 

I am a little dinosaur;

the only one at school.

When teachers are not looking,

I’m the butt of ridicule.

 

At playtimes I’m not chosen

for games like hide and seek,

I often end up by myself,

alone and feeling bleak.

 

Sometimes I lose my sandshoes

and haven’t got a clue

just why I find them soaking

floating in the cloakroom loo.

 

The bigger kids will taunt me;

they’re such a nasty bunch.

But there’s no need to worry ‘cos

I eat them for my lunch.

 

© 2019 Jonathan Humble

 

Why can’t you hear a pterosaur using the bathroom? Because the “p” is silent!

Here is Jonathans’s pet dog, Arthur!

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A Funny Poem a Day: Have a Laugh, by Neal Zetter

It doesn’t take much to make Lola laugh, a tickle, the sight of delicious, tasty morsels of meat… or if you tell her a joke. Of course, she doesn’t have the distinction of being named after a laugh. That is reserved for the chi-hua-hua-hua… Anyhoo, today’s poem to make you chuckle comes from Neal Zetter, thank you Neal! You can find my favourite of Neal’s books here. It is about superheroes!

Have a Laugh

Have a chuckle
Have a giggle
Till your belly bobs and jiggles
Go on – act completely daft
Have a laugh
Ha! Ha! Ha!

You’ll feel jolly
You’ll feel cheery
When your day is dull and dreary
Don’t sing in your shower or bath
Have a laugh
Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ha! Ha! Ha!
He! He! He!
Try a bit of comedy
Laugh, laugh, laugh
Have a laugh!
Ha! Ha! Ha!

Make a smirk
Make a smile
Keep on grinning all the while
Like hyenas
Not giraffes
Have a laugh
Ha! Ha! Ha!

Why be grumpy?
Why be moody?
When you’re down and bored and broody
Reach out to your happy half
Have a laugh
Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ha! Ha! Ha!
He! He! He!
Melt away your misery
Laugh, laugh, laugh
Have a laugh!
Ha! Ha! Ha!

© Neal Zetter

Here is Neal with his dog, Hugo, who looks very like Lola!