Requesting a short English poem for children that rhymes with Hungry Urgent Urgent Urgent

1Rain

Rain is falling all around,

It falls on field and tree,

It rains on the umbrella here,

And on the ships at sea.

by R. L. Stevenson, 1850-1894

2What Does The Bee Do?

What does the bee do? What does the bee do?

Bring home honey. Bring home honey.

And what does Father do? What does Father do?

Bring home money. Bring home money.

And what does Mother do? What does Mother do?

Lay out the money. Use up the money.

And what does baby do? What does baby do?

Eat up the honey. Eat up the honey.

by C. G. Rossetti, 1830-1894

3O Sailor, Come Ashore! O sailor, come ashore

(Part I)

O sailor, come ashore! Sailor, come ashore

What have you brought for me?

Red coral, white coral, coral in the sea,

Coral from the sea. Red, white.

(Part II)

I did not dig it from the ground,

Nor pluck it from a tree; Picked from the tree;

Feeble insects made it It was the stormy sea.

In the stormy sea.

by C. G. Rossetti

4THE WIND

(Part I)

Who has seen the wind? face?

Neither I nor you; No one has seen it, neither you nor me;

But when the leaves hang trembling,

The wind is passing through. The wind is passing through.

(Part II)

Who has seen the wind? Who has seen the face of the wind?

Neither you nor I; No one has seen it, neither you nor me;

But when the trees bow down their heads,

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The wind is passing by. The wind is passing by.

~by C. G. Rossetti

Another poet’s song of wind

O wind, why do you never rest, wind! Why do you never stop

Wandering, whistling to and fro, Wandering back and forth, whistling

Bring rain out of the west, bringing rain from the west

From the dim north bringing snow? From the dim north bringing snow.

5THE CUCKOO

In April,

Come he will, it is coming,

In May , In May,

Sing all day, Singing all day long,

In June,

Change his tune, it is changing Melody,

In July,

Prepare to fly, prepare to fly,

In August,

Go he must! It has to go!

~by Mother Goose's Nursery Rhyme

6COLORS colors

What is pink? A rose is pink What is pink?

By the fountain's brink. The roses by the fountain are pink.

What is red? A poppy's red What is bright red?

In its barley bed. The poppies in the barley bed are bright red.

What is blue? The sky is blue What is blue? The sky is blue,

Where the clouds float thro'.

What is white? A swan is white What is white?

Sailing in the light. The swan playing in the sun is white.

What is yellow? Pears are yellow, What is yellow? Pears are yellow,

Rich and ripe and mellow. Ripe and juicy.

What is green? The grass is green, What is green? Grass is green,

With small flowers between.

What is violet? Clouds are violet What is purple? In the summer twilight. The clouds are purple.

What is orange? Why, an orange, what is orange? Of course!

Just an orange! Orange is orange.

by C. G. Rossetti

7A House Of Cards A house of cards

(1)

A house of cards The house

Is neat and small; clean and small

Shake the table, shake the table

It must fall. It must fall.

(2)

Find the court cards Find the playing cards with portraits

One by one; stand up one by one

Raise it, roof it,---- add the roof

Now it's done;---- Now the house is finished

Shake the table! Shake the table

That's the fun.

by C. G. Rossetti

8What Does Little Birdie Say?

(1)

What does little birdie say, little birdie say something What?

In her nest at peep of day? In this small nest at dawn?

Let me fly, says little birdie,

Mother, let me fly away, Mother, let me fly away.

Birdie, rest a little longer,

Till the little wings are stronger.

So she rests a little longer,

Then she flies away.

(2)

What does little baby say,

In her bed at peep of day?

Baby says, like little birdie,

Let me rise and fly away.

Baby, sleep a little longer,

Till the little limbs are stronger.

If she sleeps a little longer,

Baby too shall fly away. The baby will fly away like a bird.

by Alfred Tennyson, 1809-1892

9The Star

(1)

Twinkle, twinkle, little star! Shine, Shine, little star!

How I wonder what you are,

Up above the world so high, high in the sky,

Like a diamond in the sky. like a diamond in the sky.

(2)

When the blazing sun is gone, the blazing sun has set in the west,

When he nothing shines upon, it no longer shines on everything,

Then you show your little light,

Twinkle, twinkle all the night.

(3)

The dark blue sky you keep

And often thro' my curtains peep, looking at me through the curtains, < /p>

For you never shut your eye

Till the sun is in the sky. Until the sun appears again.

(4)

'Tis your bright and tiny spark,

Lights the traveler in the dark;

Though I know not what you are

Twinkle, twinkle, little star! Shine, shine, little star!

by Jane Taylor, 1783-1824

10At The Seaside

(1)

When I was down beside the sea When I went to the beach

A wooden spade they gave to me

To dig the sandy shore.

(2)

The holes were empty like a cup

In every hole the sea camp up, let every hole The sea water emerges in it

Till it could come no more. Until it can come no more.

by R. L. Stevenson

11Boats Sail On The Rivers

(1)

Boats sail on the rivers, small boats sail on the rivers,

And ships sail on the seas;

But clouds that sail across the sky,

Are prettier far than these. more pleasing than these.

(2)

There are bridges on the rivers,

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But the bow that bridges heaven,

And overtops the trees,

And builds a road from earth to sky, and being able to build a road leading to the sky,

Is prettier far than these. It is more beautiful than these.

by C. G. Rossetti

12The Swing

(1)

How do you like to go up in a swing, you like Take a swing on the swing,

Up in the air so blue? Up in the blue clear sky?

Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do.

(2)

Up in the air and over the wall, high in the sky,

Till I can see so wide, until I can Seeing such a vast world,

River and trees and cattle and all River, trees, cattle and all,

Over the countryside---- and the whole countryside.

(3)

Till I look down on the garden green Till I look down on the garden green

Down on the roof so brown---- and Brown roof

Up in the air I go flying again I fly up to the sky again,

Up in the air and down! Shuttle up and down between heaven and earth!

by R. L. Stevenson