My Yummy Land For Kids Poem

 

Yummy Land.

The dog was a little green,
because he had
just ridden the horse,
quite wildly
off into the blue,
and back.

The horse was a little blue
because the dog
was a rather big dog
and the blue horse
was still trying to catch his breath.

You see, They had ridden
off to Yummy Land
where dog treats grow on tiny trees,
just high enough for tiny pups to reach
and perfect for big dogs to feast on.

All pupppies dream about Yummy Land.
you'll see them on their backs sound asleep,
thier little paws moving, with
big smiles on thier fuzzy faces,.

Even little kids go to
Yummy Land in their dreams,
There are giant candy houses
you can eat, or sleep in,
ice cream lakes,
cream soda falls
and ten billion toys
never played with before
all waiting to greet you.

The horse enjoyed it too,
because there were huge fields
of carrots and sugar cubes,
in Yummy Land.

A lovely buffet for any horse
hungry enough to eat a 
well...hmmmmm a horse I guess..

They both laid around
and gobbled delights
till they were so full,
they could hardly move,
and soon they napped on a huge
cloud of cotton candy.

When they awoke,
the blue horse
carried the green dog,
home very fast
for it was past
his stable time,
and he was not
able to trot well
when he was unstable.

So here they now sit,
the blue horse, slowly turning
brown again as he catches his breath,
and the green dog,
waiting for that one big burp
that will make him less green,
and more contented.
"BRuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrpppppppp."
ahhh, a happy ending to
a rather full-filling story at last.

"Would you like to go to yummy land??
then close your eyes, and rub your tummy,
and whisper softly the magic word Yummy!
then maybe tonight when you're in your beds,
you'll be visiting yummy land inside your heads.

 

 

 

 

©-MFB III

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prasetio30 6 years ago from malang-indonesia

nice poem. good work my friend.


Lecie 6 years ago

so cute. i love it. keep them coming.

while i go on humming

this poem really is very stunning

all day in my mind it will be running.

not as good as yours but hope it makes you smile

if even for awhile.

have fun and be creative

lecie


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parrster 6 years ago from Oz

I just read it to my six year old daughter, who, after rubbing her tummy and whispering Yummy, now hopes for tasty dreams.

Sweet hub.

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