Allsorts

I baked a tray of cookies sweet,
and left them cooling – what a treat !
But when I turned ,oh what a shock,
A squirel wore my oven mitt sock
He winked at me then took a bite,
And danced away into the night.

We’re all going on a summer holiday
Where we feel the breeze and the heat
Where the buffet is full of fresh food and spreads
I love the heat
I get a beautiful tan oh summer holiday
I love holidays

King Henry the VIII,
King Henry the VIII
Oh what should we what should we do?
He’s coming, he’s coming
Oh who is next line
Is it her or her or her
Oh well, oh well
We just face the king himself.

Violets
They blow in the breeze
They smell like fresh cookies
Everyone loves them
They look lovely in a flower bouquet

Summer, summer
Summer is here
Let’s give summer a big fat cheer
Of this fact I’m surely clear
Summer is the best time of the year

We work and work and don’t get paid
We sit in despair waiting to leave
School is a prison that we are forced to go to
We sit here on repeat writing and writing.

Two young pets in a family of five,
They love to eat ham and flies
My dogs go woof and woof and woof.
They jump like frogs but snort like hogs
My dogs go woof and woof and woof.
They love to bark crazy when they see a daisy
My dogs go woof and woof and woof.

I scream
you scream
we all scream for ice cream
we go to the truck
and get some luck
and we all get ice cream
YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Summer time in the sun
Under the trees having fun
My auntie said it’s the best weather
Me and you could catch a feather
Everyone comes out to play
Really this is the best day

Fall colors poking the sky.
Billboards, pictures not telling a lie.
Clouds, so far, are stretching long.
A flock of birds singing a two-note song.
Nature is showing colors that are not wrong.

Hues of red, green and blue, yellow and bright orange too.
People chatting hues of blues, greens, goods and ferns with goo.
Count to a hundred and you will see,
That nature has surprises for you and me.