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Preschool Poems

Updated on February 16, 2012

Six-Legged Poems for Preschoolers


Insects have six legs, you know.

That is all that they could grow.

They wanted ten or twelve or even twenty,

But I guess that six is plenty.


I’m using yellow for my tree.

Green is for the sun, you see.

The grass is blue, the sky is pink,

Red is for the road I think.

Purple and orange are for my home

So that leaves brown for this poem.


My best buddy is my bear

Even though he has no hair.

He sleeps with me all through the night.

I hug him and I hold him tight.


Austin is a dinosaur.

At least,

he was when he was four.

I asked him,

“Why are you so wild?”

He answered,

“Because I’m not a child.

I’m a Tyrannasaurus Rex

and I wish that you

would call me Tex.”


I know a boy whose name is Kyle.

He has the biggest, most nicest smile.

You could call it a grin

that stops at his chin

but goes sideways for at least a mile.


Once upon a time in a pumpkin patch

Two little pumpkins played a friendly game of catch.

Neither of them had any hands at all.

But that’s okay –they had no ball.


“If only I had money,

I’ll tell you what I’d do.

I’d put some in your bank account

so you can have some, too.

Of course, I’d spend a little,

Okay, I’d spend a lot.

But I’ll always ALWAYS share with you

everything I got.


I know a girl whose name is Shelby.

If it isn’t it might just as well be.

She lets her gorillas

Sleep on pink pillas

At least, that’s what she tells me.



Is quite unique

She will not play

Hide and seek.

If she does

She will peek.

So never make her

Hide or seek.


Jeannie likes to run, run, run.

She runs until the day is done.

Her teacher tells her stop stop stop.

But Jeannie just begins to hop hop hop.

Jeannie would run night and day,

If she did not take time out to play.


While at the zoo

I heard a large yak.

He was singing,

“Oh baby baby wontcha come back.”

He sang very loud

And he sang off key.

He sang to the zebras

And he sang to me.


I will not, I will not

Go pee in my pants

Because I can do

A hold pee pee dance.

I can hold in my pee

If I jump up and down.

I can hold it so long

That I almost drown.

The dance is real easy

And simple to do

Just hop on one foot;

Then jump with two.

If it feels like it is

About to come out

Hold it in with your hand

But try not to shout.

So I will not, I will not

Go pee in my –uh, oh.

My pants are all wet.

I really must go.


Derek does

And Derek doesn’t

‘cause once he was

then he wasn’t.

So what is true

And what is not?

Once he knew

But he forgot.


Mom, I just wanted you to know

That no matter how big or tall I grow

I love you more than hugs can say

And I love you more and more each day.


Wash your hands before you eat,

Don’t mess up and wash your feet.

Remember you must sit up straight,

Don’t put elbows in your plate.

Keep your lips shut tight while chewing.

Food in mouths is not for viewing.

When you want more you just say, “Please,

Can you pass those yucky peas?”

Use your napkin, not your sleeve,

That’s a grown-up’s big pet peeve.

After all is said and done,

Mealtime now is just no fun.


Bubble gum comes from some sort of tree.

And the next question is, how can that be?

The trees in our yards don’t taste very good.

They’re brown and they’re hard and they’re made out of wood.

How can a tree get soft and make bubbles

without splinters and squirrels and all kinds of troubles?

So my bubble gum comes right from the store.

And if you want a piece

I’ve got plenty more.


I made my snowman in the shade.

I told him not to be afraid.

The weather would stay nice and cold,

at least, that’s what I was told.

But the snowman seemed to ask me why

I had to make him in July.

So I explained this month is hot,

Except in places where it’s not.

I’m in the southern hemisphere,

July is winter time down here.


“There’s a monkey in me,”

said my brother from the tree.

As he hung upside down he asked for

Some food,

Like a banana, a bug, or a

small snood.

“Come down, come down,”

I called to my brother.

“You’re going to fall, and

I’m telling MOTHER!”

“Go away, go away,”

he sang from the tree.

“I won’t fall, I won’t fall,

there’s a monkey in me.”


Casey’s cow gives purple milk

That’s really good to drink.

It’s always cold and always clean

And tastes like cake I think.


Andrew has a pony

And all it does is moo.

But what really worries me-

That pony is all blue.


I wrote a poem that’s probably pink.

I wrote it in pencil because I had no ink.

I wrote it on paper I washed in the sink.

You read it so fast it made your eyes blink.


Emily’s elephant is very green.

The greenest green

You’ve ever seen.

He eats green beans,

He paints green scenes,

He wears green jeans.

His eyes are green,

His skies are green,

His queen is green,

His kids are green,

I think you see

Just what I mean.


Beanbags for breakfast, basketballs for lunch

And when I much on beetle brains, I eat a whole bunch.

I look upside down and inside out

And when I’m quiet I scream and shout.


Hey! Who turned out the light?

It’s hard to see without any sight.

I opened my eyes and nothing was there.

Well, at least now …I can’t see that bear.


I know a boy whose name is Steven.

He only counts with odd or evens.

He thinks that subtraction

Is just a distraction.

And addition is all he believes in.


Kelly and Kayla and Christina and Ben

said they’d be good

but they didn’t say when.

Kurtis and Casey and Cassie and Kyle

said they’d be good

but just for awhile.

Megan and Maggie and Martin and Brad

said they’d be good

but they were bad.

Jason and Jessie and John and Shelby

said they’d be good.

They might just as well be.

Derek and Donna and Denise and Ryan

said they’d be good

and they were tryin’.


Colleen, Colleen,

the dancing queen.

Oops, she lost her shoe.

Colleen, Colleen,

her socks are green.

Now what can she do?

Colleen, Colleen,

her feet aren’t clean.

They are stinky, too.

“Colleen, Colleen,

you can’t take your

shoes and socks of at school,” said her teacher.


Don’t eat dragon meat. The taste is never ever sweet.

It is often simply sour and you’ll get sicker by the hour.

Don’t drink dragon blood ‘cause it only tastes like mud.

And I don’t think it’s good for you, and it might be poison, too.


Chug chug chug.

We’re on a train going down

the track.

We wonder when we’ll ever

get back.

We expected a little

more fun.

We are wondering when we’ll

be done.

Chug chug chug.



wants to be a



tired of

being small.

She doesn’t

care how

old she is.

She wants to

be real






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    • Queen of the Lint profile image

      Queen of the Lint 5 years ago from The Laundry Room

      Of course you can write your own poems. Remember, they don't have to rhyme, either!

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      pixiedust 5 years ago

      Its really nice to make your own poem'

      hope I can make mine too.

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      Jemie Syne Dela Cruz 5 years ago

      I really don't know why I read this poems but one thing is I know..It helps me a lot.. thanks :)

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      onika 5 years ago

      love the poem some much

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      andrebreynolds 6 years ago

      Very entertaining hub. I'll teach them to my children.Thanks for these cute poems.

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      Robin Edmondson 6 years ago from San Francisco

      These were so fun to read! I can picture the little preschoolers and kinders reciting them.

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      Jenny 7 years ago

      awesome poems

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      meyerda 7 years ago

      I thought all the poems that i read were really cute!

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      Moneylady 8 years ago from Texas

      These are really cute ....

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      Queen of the Lint 8 years ago from The Laundry Room

      They were fun to write! I got most of the ideas when I was a preschool teacher. Good times.

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      Amber 8 years ago from Pennsylvania

      these are adorable, fun to read

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      rebekahELLE 8 years ago from Tampa Bay

      delightful poems. I love their simplicity and the reckless abandon of children's imaginations!

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      Queen of the Lint 8 years ago from The Laundry Room

      Glad you enjoyed them!

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      Whikat 8 years ago

      I really enjoyed these poems, and I am looking forward to sharing them with my little girls. Thank you for sharing. :-)