A Glass Half Full of Stuff to Read

Short Poems, Long Poems & Limericks

My kettle is full of magic

From the handle to the spout

And if I rub it when it's boiling

A steamy little genie comes out


She floats through the kitchen air

On top a gaseous cloud

She pops out when the kettle whistles

And it whistles really loud


She'll hover over mugs

Filled with coffee or with tea

And ask you what you wish for

But there are no wishes three


Only two wishes can she grant

A duo is the most she'll do

When she whips out her little sugar lumps

And asks “one lump or two?”


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There once was a ghost of a pigeon

Who was more dead than alive, just a smidgen

Whenever he'd coo

He only went Boo!

And could scare all the cooks in a kitchen

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“When will I stop growing?”

A giant asked his mummy

“I've grown at a rate

Of one meter a day

Ever since I left your tummy”


"That's 7 meters every week

Or 365 a year

Times twelve because it's

My birthday soon

Which makes 4380 meters quite clear"


“I hope that I stop growing”

The giant he did sigh

As he pulled a bird

Out of his ear

And a plane out of his thigh.


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