Little Boy Called Johnny

Little boy called Johnny.... (A poem for children) There is a little naughty boy called Johnny who comes from a hill called Fenny He rides on a pony to the market place and asks everyone for money Chorus.... Oh little Johnny, don't ask anyone for penny You looks like a bunny and you play like a tiny You better work for your money and get rid of your funny I love you for that sonny and now go to your mummy Johnny has a little friend called Jenny and she also come from a hill Fenny Johnny loves Jenny and Jenny loves Johnny and they always play in the sunny Johnny mummy make pancakes with honey and they eat their pancakes while watch cine on Sony Chorus.... Oh little Johnny, don't ask anyone for penny You looks like a bunny and you play like a tiny You better work for your money and get rid of your funny I love you for that sonny and now go to your mummy Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka All rights are reserved @ 2016 Ravi Sathasivam
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Hicks Avatar
March 16, 2016 at 11:12 PM
Really cute, it could go really well with some music. "and they always play in the sunny" ... I see what you did there. Ha ha. Fun to read.
Sathasivam Avatar
March 27, 2016 at 7:58 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend. Appreciated. Hugs Ravi
Sietesantos Avatar
March 14, 2016 at 12:56 PM
Hi Ravi, I just enjoyed reading this lighthearted piece which flows so beautifully and should be put to music! It can be appreciated by people of all ages! Have a wonderful day, my friend! Pandita
Sathasivam Avatar
March 16, 2016 at 2:52 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend. Appreciated. Hugs Ravi
Deschler Avatar
March 11, 2016 at 12:41 PM
A fun and whimsical children's poem, Ravi. Nice work :)
Sathasivam Avatar
March 13, 2016 at 3:31 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend. Appreciated. Hugs Ravi
Dunn Avatar
March 7, 2016 at 7:11 PM
Dear Ravi Loved this a nice story to read once more, and thanks for your comment glad you liked my skylark, it maybe a small creature but it very inspirational, cheri
Sathasivam Avatar
March 10, 2016 at 2:46 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend. Appreciated. Hugs Ravi
Dietrich Avatar
March 7, 2016 at 4:12 PM
very cute little song, Ravi. I enjoyed it.
Sathasivam Avatar
March 10, 2016 at 2:46 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend Andrea. Appreciated. Hugs Ravi
Dunn Avatar
March 7, 2016 at 2:23 PM
Dear Ravi Nicely expressed my friend, love the musical tunes within it, excellent, cheri
Horsman Avatar
March 7, 2016 at 11:12 AM
Excellent Ravi, love to hear the tune..
Sathasivam Avatar
March 10, 2016 at 2:46 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend. Appreciated. Ravi
May Avatar
March 6, 2016 at 9:30 PM
Nicely penned Ravi...
Sathasivam Avatar
March 10, 2016 at 2:48 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend. Appreciated. Hugs Ravi
La France Avatar
March 6, 2016 at 6:24 PM
Rave, this is delightful and I am loving it 7 ~
Sathasivam Avatar
March 10, 2016 at 2:47 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend. Appreciated. Hugs Ravi
Callus Avatar
March 6, 2016 at 8:13 AM
A lovely and spritely lyric, Ravi! Begging is not the solution to make an income...but then some people have no alternative...Regards // paul
Sathasivam Avatar
March 10, 2016 at 2:49 AM
Thanks for your comment on my poem my dear friend. Appreciated. Ravi
Andresen Avatar
March 6, 2016 at 7:59 AM
- A delightful poem, Ravi :) - Great and educational for children - (work for money) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Sathasivam Avatar
March 6, 2016 at 8:01 AM
Thank you very much for your comment. Appreciated. Hugs and love Ravi xxxx
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