Kenn Nesbitt-Roses are Red

Roses are red
(it has often been said),
and so is the welt
swelling up on my head.

Violets are blue
(I've no doubt that it's true).
The bruise that I've got
on my cheekbone is too.

Daisies are white
(I expect this is right),
and so is my face
as I've had quite a fright.

That's why this tip
isn't something to skip:
It's fine to give flowers,
but try not to trip.

The reason why I loved this poem is because it is a funny parody poem of the original roses are red poem.I chose poem to blog because it show's just not trip when carrying flowers.

Kenn Nesbit poetry-Am I related to Bigfoot

I Think I'm Related to Bigfoot

A Funny Bigfoot Poem for Kids

I think I'm related to Bigfoot, though nothing has ever been proved. I sort of suspect he's a cousin, just seven or eight times removed. It's not that I'm apelike or hairy. It isn't the size of my feet. It's more on account of my family. We're all fairly far from petite. My sister is kind of a Bigmouth. My brother could go by Bigsmelly. My mother is known for her Bighair. My father? You guessed it: Bigbelly. And as for myself, I'm attractive. You might even call me a cutie, except for one obvious feature... my family all call me Bigbootie.

My Superlatives

Lemon is more sour than salt water

A crane is bigger than a fork lift

An ocean is deeper than a beach

Chocolate is sweeter than an apple

Coke is better than milk