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Chapters (133)
  1. Cover
  2. Title page
  3. A Smile
  4. Yes
  5. The Laughter Forecast
  6. from Pippa Passes
  7. The Feeling of Having a Good Day
  8. To See a World
  9. Hope on a Rope
  10. The Teacher’s Gift
  11. High Achievers
  12. Picking Teams
  13. Best Friends
  14. Oath of Friendship
  15. May You Always
  16. Squeezes
  17. Don’t
  18. Mother to Son
  19. Two People
  20. You Have a Body
  21. Three Good Things
  22. The Cupboard
  23. BOY GIRL
  24. Isn’t My Name Magical?
  25. Keeping Wicket
  26. My Sister
  27. Middle Child
  28. Siblings
  29. A Blessing
  30. Paintings that Move
  31. Heroes
  32. Cats
  33. Cat
  34. Charlotte’s Dog
  35. Tell It to the Dog
  36. A Meerkat Lullaby
  37. Weird Wildlife
  38. Mad Gardener’s Song
  39. The Blind Men and the Elephant
  40. Mr McGuire
  41. Wonderful Worms
  42. Song of Mr Toad
  43. The Frog
  44. The Brushbaby
  45. The Porcupie
  46. Little Trotty Wagtail
  47. The Cuckoo
  48. The Eagle
  49. Be Like the Bird
  50. The Bird’s Nest
  51. The Hen
  52. Four Ducks on a Pond
  53. The Prayer of the Little Ducks
  54. I Saw a Ship a-Sailing
  55. Penelope’s Hats
  56. The Look
  57. Snakestanger
  58. The Bee’s Knees
  59. Bees
  60. Spelling Bees
  61. Poetry
  62. The Uncertainty of the Poet
  63. OIC
  64. The WOW!
  65. Travel
  66. From a Railway Carriage
  67. The Six Strings
  68. Tarantella
  69. This Poem . . .
  70. The Strawberry-Yogurt Smell of Words
  71. A Dictionary of Snow
  72. To Lalla, Reading my Verses Topsy-Turvy
  73. The Dictionary Bird
  74. Driven to Distraction
  75. Pencil World
  76. Bookish
  77. Just a Book?
  78. Today I Read a Bus Stop
  79. Wise One
  80. Apostrophe
  81. Comma
  82. Comparisons
  83. Back Room Boy
  84. A Song about Myself
  85. A Boy’s Song
  86. The Magic Pebble
  87. The Magic of the Brain
  88. I Saw a Peacock
  89. The Grammarian Saw a Peacock
  90. What is Pink?
  91. First Morning
  92. A Feather from an Angel
  93. The Treasures
  94. A Memory
  95. A Drop in the Ocean
  96. Voices of Water
  97. Roots
  98. Bulb
  99. from Home Thoughts from Abroad
  100. A Slash of Blue
  101. Loveliest of Trees
  102. The Sensation of Well-Being
  103. In the Tree’s Defence
  104. from Blueberries
  105. Beetroot
  106. Fish and Chips
  107. The Potatoes My Dad Cooks
  108. The Storm
  109. The Wind in a Frolic
  110. The Windmill
  111. Daybreak
  112. The Moon and a Cloud
  113. The Star
  114. Star
  115. Stars
  116. Comet
  117. Winter Morning
  118. February Twilight
  119. Night
  120. One Bright September Morning
  121. Pleasant Sounds
  122. Where Go the Boats?
  123. The Cataract of Lodore
  124. Empty Places
  125. Out in the Desert
  126. Contentment
  127. Sun is Laughing
  128. Changing Places
  129. Smile
  130. Acknowledgements
  131. About the Author
  132. Praise for Roger McGough
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The Bee’s Knees

The Bee’s Knees

Great hairy knees bees have as they squat

in the flowers then push off with a spring,

all six knees pumping and shoving.

With so much power they’re soon airborne, resilient, muscular, adrift.

The bee’s knees.

Brilliant.

George Szirtes

Bees

Bees

Bees

have small furry pelts

hard to keep from getting sticky.

Their languages

are dance and telepathy.

Inside each bee

is delicate machinery

a noisy watch mechanism.

Some kamikaze freely for the Empress.

Others, at the end, look back with pride

on an 8 oz jar in the supermarket.

Peter Goldsworthy

Spelling Bees

Spelling Bees

In the hive at the bottom

Of the garden live 26 bees

I have named each one

After a letter of the alphabet

A swarm is unreadable

But when they land on flowers to refuel

Or settle on the lawn to sunbathe

They spell out words like these:

sprodxk, ytplinew, hucadtr,

zdikql, wlhurbd, xseznm

It’s a difficult language

The language of bees.

Roger McGough

Poetry

Poetry

poetry don’t have to be

living in a library

there’s poetry that you can see

in the life of everybody,

a lick of paint’s the kind of thing I mean

a lick of paint’s a lovely piece of writing

the tongue of the paintbrush

giving something drab

a dab new sheen

a lick of paint’s exciting.

there are folk who like to see

Latin in their poetry

and plenty of obscurity

me for instance

(only joking)

how I like to listen to the lingo

in bingo

legs eleven

clickety-click

a lick of paint

no – sorry that ain’t one

poetry – language on a spree

I want to be

a leaf on the poetree

poetry is good for me

I think I’ll have some for my tea

John Hegley

The Uncertainty of the Poet

The Uncertainty of the Poet

I am a poet.

I am very fond of bananas.

I am bananas.

I am very fond of a poet.

I am a poet of bananas.

I am very fond,

A fond poet of ‘I am, I am’ –

Very bananas,

Fond of ‘Am I bananas,

Am I?’ – a very poet.

Bananas of a poet!

Am I fond? Am I very?

Poet bananas! I am.

I am fond of a ‘very’.

I am of very fond bananas.

Am I a poet?

Wendy Cope

OIC

OIC

I’m in a 10der mood today

& feel poetic, 2;

4 fun I’ll just – off a line

& send it off 2 U.

I’m sorry you’ve been 6 o long;

Don’t B disconsol8;

But bear your ills with 42de,

& they won’t seem so gr8.

Anon.

The WOW!

The WOW!

If History is the When?

And Science the How?

If Philosophy is the Why?

Then Poetry is the Wow!

Roger McGough

Travel

Travel

The railroad track is miles away,

And the day is loud with voices speaking,

Yet there isn’t a train goes by all day