Posted in Funny Poem a Day

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!

Posted in National Poetry Day 2019

National Poetry Week, Lie Poem by Philip Waddell

Originally from Guyana, Philip Waddell has lived in England for most of his life, these days near the wonderful city of Oxford. He particularly enjoys writing humorous poems and likes directness, wordplay and poems with a twist. Since 1997 Philip’s poems have appeared in well over a hundred anthologies, many published by Macmillan and Bloomsbury, and with his good friend Ian Bland, performance poet, he has co-written and illustrated two collections of poems, A Bug in My Hair! and Go to the Head! .

 

Compulsive Liar

 

My best friend tells lies all the time.

He says he’s lost his homework

when he hasn’t even done it.

He says he’s feeling sick

when he wants to bunk off school.

I’ve even heard him lie about his name –

when we got caught scrumping apples one time.

My friend is such a liar that he’ll even lie

for absolutely no reason at all.

For example if you ask him,

‘Do you like chocolate ice-cream?’

which everyone knows he’s crazy about,

he’ll automatically say ‘No, I hate it.’

 

My dad says, ‘That boy’s a compulsive liar,’

which means that it’s so natural

for him to tell lies that he can’t help it.

But yesterday something happened

which I believe shows that there is some hope for him.

Our teacher asked him who, in his opinion,

was the smartest pupil in the school.

Quick as a flash he pointed at me and said, ‘He is.’

I don’t know why everyone laughed.

 

© Philip Waddell (Originally published in anthologies by Brian Moses and Tony Bradman)

 

Thank you for this great poem, Philip Waddell!

 

 

Posted in A to Z Blog Challenge 2018

W is for Philip Waddell, Children’s Poet #AtoZChallenge #ZtoA

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Philip Waddell

Originally from Guyana, Philip Waddell has lived in England for most of his life, these days near the wonderful city of Oxford. He particularly enjoys writing humorous poems and likes directness, wordplay and poems with a twist. Since 1997 Philip’s poems have appeared in well over a hundred anthologies, many published by Macmillan and Bloomsbury, and with his good friend Ian Bland, performance poet, he has co-written and illustrated two collections of poems, A Bug in My Hair! and Go to the Head! .

Philip is a good friend and if you have spent any time at all in his company you will know that he is VERY punny! He can’t resist them.

Here is one of his Christmas poems:

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The Visitors

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‘You must both be very proud,’

said the first with a smile

weighing up the situation exactly.

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‘A bit dribbly, isn’t he?’

observed the second accurately

but with a foolish grin.

 

‘Coochie, coochie,’ cooed the third playfully,

completely forgetting, as he gazed at the child,

to say anything wise.

 

© Philip Waddell

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