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Melissa Clifford Angus Poem
AN ODE TO THANKSGIVING
‘twas the night of Thanksgiving
and all through the feast
not a creature was stirring
not even a beast
The turkey was laid on the table with care
in the hopes that Melissa and Kaitlyn
would soon be there.
They feasted and feasted
‘till their bellies were full
when all of a sudden
a noise came from a hole
A mouse who was quite small came up
out of that hole in the wall
It squeaked and squeaked
and gave such a fright
that they ran away screaming
into the night
But then all of the sudden
there came a big clatter
as the mouse was scrambling
upon the fruit platter
“Wait’ it said, “I’m just like you”
“I would love to be your friend too!”
Melissa and Kaitlyn squealed with delight
as they picked up the mouse
and ran from the sight
They ran through the feast
and then through the kitchen
when all of the sudden
the mouse started ‘twitchen
“Wait!” said the mouse,
“I heard a noise:
I think it was because of those very large boys-
the boys who are eating Chips Ahoy!”
Melissa and Kaitlyn turned in disgust
thinking that those boys were nuts
“How odd!” said the mouse
“that they should have a part-y
and forget to invite you and me!”
So they went and stole a chip
from the bag that was resting on his hip.
But when they ran back to the feast
they ran right into that big old beast.
“Stop!” the beast said
“or I’ll knock off your head,”
“hand me that bag and you be alright.”
“just as long as you get out of my sight.”
They gave him the bag and ran right away
To go take their leave, down to the stock of hay.
It had been a long day
so they slept in the hay
and dreamt sweetly
of their Thanksgiving Day.
Copyright © Melissa Clifford Angus | Year Posted 2006
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Melissa Clifford Angus Poem
It was New Year Eve night,
and although kids were up
the only sound to be made was the drinking of cups.
They were filled with the hopes
that fireworks might start,
so they could see that big beautiful spark.
All through the night they sat just to watch
and the fireworks would start with a blotch.
After the fireworks were done
the kids ran on home,
to their beds where they slept cozily inside their dome.
By the time it was midnight the kids were all sleeping
only to miss the big ball that was beeping.
The ball hit the top of that very long pole
and the parents ran outside to go hit a bowl.
So as they years went on,
all those children who used to yawn
were all staying up to watch,
that big huge firework blotch.
Copyright © Melissa Clifford Angus | Year Posted 2006
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Melissa Clifford Angus Poem
As I was walking
down a rod,
I saw two bunnies
reading the funnies.
"How odd," I thought
"that a bunny,
"should be reading the funnies..."
So I just kept walking
thinking about things,
when all of the sudden-
I screamed!
Something had hit me!
Something sharp-
It kind of felt like a dart.
I spun around in a fury
and saw a person in a hurry,
and then my eyes went all blurry.
The next think i saw,
were those cute little bunnies,
who were reading those funnies.
And that was the day
that I fell in love
with those bunnies
who were reading those funnies...
Copyright © Melissa Clifford Angus | Year Posted 2006
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