Macdonald Poems - Poems about Macdonald

Old MacDonald had a farm With some noisy critters on it. They mostly mooed, or neighed, Or clucked, or brayed, But some stayed Resolutely mute, I'm afraid. It wasn't his equines, Or bovines, Or fowls, Or anything lodged in his barns or corrals, But a couple of rather recalcitrant vowels. The "e" and the "i" and the "o" Answered the call, While the "a" and the "u" Stayed conspicuously AWOL. ...

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Old MacDonald had a farm And all it had was cows Their constant mooing brought them harm …His wife went off the rails She bumped them off in one fell swoop And fed them though the grinder But Old Macdonald wrote a plan And popped it in a binder At the bank the manager said, “What’s your plan… in brief?” Old Macdonald said, “It’s...

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Each of the poetry forms, In its own unique way, Examining an idea, informs Its opportunities for a nuanced expression or play; Others, from the imposition of their norms, variations, say. ---------- EIEIO Quintain All of which is a fun way to say that the form that you select to describe something matters: a haiku and a sonnet are going to...

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Daisy MacDonald Daisy MacDonald is a silly Cow Standing grumpy in the Cattle yard She only produces sour milk and Cheese that tastes like Lard...

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For Michele MacDonald pea green boat on the pond of whimsy mikki on board...

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Here's a story about Old Macdonald The one who had that farm They only told us part of it But they really didn't mean no harm Old Macdonald Mack for short Did things that others can't He took care of all those animals Next door to a nuclear plant The cows had nine udders each Some of them had three heads And that could be...

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5. What is winter in Australia? Can be she the cousin of Russian winter? Or, possibly, the Australian and Russian winters are Simply good friends? But maybe they never even heard about each other! 6. I wait the Night at my home. She always understands me. She gives the moon and stars. Together, we drink tea. Tears drip into my cup. She speaks to...

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4. I never thought our globe has both a top and a bottom, You told me about it. But if I live at the top of our globe And you live at the bottom of it, Why can I not take a jump to you? 5. I never thought the name Wendy Is not only a name from the magic...

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2. There is Autumn in the Australia, in the Russia ---------------------------------- The red-haired Autumn has come to Russia. She has painted all the leaves of the trees with gold colour. The Wind and the Rain love her very much. She dances the Parting Waltz With them both. At just this time, leaves are departing from their trees. They are beginning their own...

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1. Wendy You have come to me from a fairy tale, Yes! I am sure you are that same Wendy who mothered Peter Pan and the rest of the lost boys on the magic island called Our Childhood. My dear Wendy! Please take me with you to that island, I so much need your kindness, and care, the same as you gave Peter and the other boys, and, please,...

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