Little Lulu Grows Up - a Nursery Rhyme
Lulu was Miss Moo-Moo's first baby calf
She wibbelly-wobbled through the straw
But when it came time for her oatmeal
She danced and pranced around the stall.
Miss Moo-Moo called her first baby Lulu
Because, she said, it rhymed with Moo-Moo
And when dancing little Lulu took a spill
Miss Moo-Moo said, “Lulu, you’d better chill!”
Farmer Brown loved Miss Moo-Moo and Lulu
And took especially good care of them both
He watched after Moo-Moo's every need
And kept a record of little Lulu’s growth.
Moo-Moo's pride, Lulu grew big and strong,
Like every young calf should do
She ate her breakfast and drank her milk
And every growing boy and girl should, too.
When Miss Moo-Moo and Lulu could pasture,
Mother and daughter, out in the meadow
Father Brown loved to watch them wander
He could see them from his veranda window.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
March 12, 2021
For "Nursery Rhyme Contest - 2"
Sponsored by Eve Roper
[Published in Nursery Rhymes & Stories From Poets Around the World, Eve Roper, Editor, Kindle Direct Publishing, 2021]
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