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NONSENSE POEM

—PRIZE— Mary had a little lamb, It’s fleece was white as ink, It’s nose was red, and do you know, It’s eyes were really pink! It followed her to school one day, It played at hide and tig, It sang a piece of poetry, And piped the Irish jig. —Prize of 1/- to Cousin Isabel McEwen (10), 87 Morton street. —PRIZE— So few, Can mew, Like you, Like you; So few Can mew ' Like you. So few, Can mew, Like you, Like you; So few, Can mew, •» Like you! •—Prize of 1/- to Cousin Margaret McCleery, A.C., 193 Ritchie street. —PRIZE— While walking round the farm one day, Some queer things I did see: A little lamb as white as snow, Was riding on a bee.

The cows,'the heifers and the calves, Were at their annual ball, A huge affair it was to be, But no one came at all.

The pigs were busy practising For their mannequin parade, While the doggies barked their loudest, The “Donkey’s Serenade.”

Then last of all I saw the cats, And they were doing drill, And dancing fancy dances, Upon the window-sill. —Prize of 1/- to Cousin Nita Hall (14), Dipton.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED—“A daisy hung from a cliff, precariously, Supported by an elephant—ne- . fariously It caused the death of seven men Who fall fainted through fear just

then” Oh, listeners, this is 6ZB, And now you hear of Amyas Leigh. “Ho, Devon men, I saw a six-foot

smile It spread across the features of a

crocodile. It swallowed the Spaniards .near a

swamp. Now, let us go, put out to sea, and—” plomp! Oh, listeners, the record’s been dropped from sight, So station 6ZB now says “Good night.”

—3 marks to Cousin Albert Moore M.A.C., (12), 57 St. Andrew street

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— The friendly cow, all red and heart, I love with all my white, She gives me cream and apple-tart, To eat with all her might. And blown by all the showers, And wet with all the winds that pass, She walks among the flowers. And eats the meadow grass. —3 marks to Cousin Elaine McCleery (7), 193 Ritchie street. —VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— A tabby cat sat near her home, Inside were kittens three, They all kept close together, They’d had a fright, you see. A tiny mouse had come along, And said, “I’ll eat . you up.’.’ The kittens had run into the house, And hidden inside a cup. •

This is a nonsense poem Mice don’t eat cats, you see, But I must try to win a prize, And have it sent to me. —3 marks to Cousin Melva Lake A.C., (7), Tussock Creek.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— Now, if all the sea were, cream. And all the grass was gold. With Social Security Why, we’d have wealth untold.

We can sing of butterfat. And buckets full of cream, Instead of milking those cows, We’d dance along the stream.

Dad could sit in the parlour, Playing cards with money, Mum need not then, Making pies from bunny.

Now if all the grass was. gpld • And creamy was the sea, The world would be a funny place; Don’t you agree with me?

—3 marks to Cousin Pat. Henderson (14), Waikana-Gore R.D.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED—

As I was walking up a tree,. This morning just at dark, I heard some singing in the house— It was a bright blue lark. The lark then said, “Good morning,” And raised his cap so high; And said “I’m going to live here, So you can stay in the sky." He settled himself at the table, And began to eat with a fork, He started with jellies and custard, And ended with roast-beef and

pork. Then I found myself growing hungry, So looked for some worms to eat, But when I tried to run around, I no longer had two feet. —3 marks to Cousin Vera Lake VAC, M.A., (14), Section 8, Glencoe R.D. •,

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— The boy once rode his bike to town. One cold and rainy day; .

He held the umbrella up-side-down. To keep the rain away.'

Silly fellow that he' was Kept riding on and on;

He held the umbrella right way up When once the bright sun shone.

—3 .marks to Cousin Eva Lake MAC.., MA, (15), Tussock Creek.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— I thought it was a crocodile, Bathing in a stream, I looked again, and found It was a hole in my stocking seam. But when I woke to mend it, . I found it was a dream. —3, marks to Cousin Jack Rawle (13), Great North road, Winton.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— The cat was walking in the air. And barking as loud as it could. The mouse was busily eating bones, While the dog was gnawing wood.

Just then a mouse trap came along And said, “I’ve eaten my bait,” So the cat, the dog and the mouse

all ran, And quickly jumped under the gate. —3 marks to Cousin Alan Lake V.A.C., (11), Tussock Creek.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— The sunset came in the early morn, And the boy rose up at night. He hastened to pluck the wee green

pig, But soon left in hurried flight: For the barn was full of wond’rous

things, Such as whales, and sharks and ghosts, Who now danced and pranced in greatest glee To the sweet and tuneful notes Of the blue chickens’ bass pitched

voices. So the boy who rose at night, On approaching the, old farmyard, barn, Certainly did get a fright. —3 marks to Cousin Raynor Huffadine (12), VAC., 215 Bowmont street

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Southland Times, Issue 23652, 29 October 1938, Page 3 (Supplement)

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NONSENSE POEM Southland Times, Issue 23652, 29 October 1938, Page 3 (Supplement)

NONSENSE POEM Southland Times, Issue 23652, 29 October 1938, Page 3 (Supplement)

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