The Monkeys and the Crocodile
by Laura E. Richards
Five little monkeys Swinging from a tree;
Teasing Uncle Crocodile, Merry as can be.
Swinging high, swinging low, Swinging left and right: “Dear Uncle
Crocodile, Come and take a bite!”
Five little monkeys Swinging in the air;
Heads up, tails up, Little do they care.
Swinging up, swinging down, Swinging far and near: “Poor Uncle
Crocodile, Aren’t you hungry, dear?”
Four little monkeys Sitting in a tree;
Heads down, tails down, Dreary as can be.
Weeping loud, weeping low, Crying to each other:
“Wicked Uncle Crocodile To gobble up our brother!”
The Little Turtle
by Vachel Lindsay
There was a little turtle.
He lived in a box.
He swam in a puddle.
He climbed on the rocks.
He snapped at a mosquito.
He snapped at a flea.
He snapped at a minnow.
And he snapped at me.
He caught the mosquito.
He caught the flea.
He caught the minnow.
But he didn’t catch me.
