Friday, October 29, 2010

"Whisky Frisky"

Whisky Frisky
author unknown

Whisky Frisky,
Hippity-hop
Up he goes
To the treetop!

Whirly, twirly,
Round and round,
Down he scampers
To the ground.

Furly, curly,
What a tail!
Tall as a feather,
Broad as a sail!

Where's his supper?
In the shell,
Snap, cracky,
Out it fell.



Ask your child what this poem describes . . . a squirrel.

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