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Poetry for Children, by CJ Heck


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Poetry co-written by CJ and Rusty

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kissing

Puppy Love


I've got a scraped knee
and my ankle hurts bad,
but I guess that I’m happy
and I'm sure I’m not sad.

Bobby Joe pushed me and called me some names, then said I couldn't play in all his fun games.
He told me I’m ugly and he said girls are dumb and he gunked up my hair with his sticky old gum.
But I think he likes me because his valentine that he gave me in school said, “Will you be mine?”.
Mom says boys are silly when they are in love. Because they can’t tell us, they just give us a shove.
My ankle is sore and my knee, it is hurting, but my friend Bobby Joe? That's just his way of flirting ...


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Sissy

Tattle Telling


Little sister is a pain, 
she makes me so darn mad! 
She does this little sister stuff 
that's always silly and bad. 

Like at supper tonight, she hated her meat and after chewing it up, she spit it at me.
When mom wasn't looking, she flipped peas in the air. They were all over the floor, even some in my hair.
I yelled to my mom and I yelled to my dad, told them Sissy was naughty and being real bad
but I’m the one sitting all alone in a corner, like that silly old guy, little Jack Horner.
Mom put me here in a stupid time out 'cause Sissy was crying and starting to pout.
She said that I teased her, then she started yelling, and like dumb little girls, she started tattle telling.
She told mom and dad that I said she was fat, that I called her a stinker, and a spoiled little brat.
I showed them the stuff, like the peas in my hair, and the yucky chewed meat that was still on my chair,
but I’m still in the corner and I guess I should be, 'cause I shouldn’t have said all those things to Sissy.
I agreed I am older, wiped the peas off my chin, and told Sissy I’m sorry. Geez, big brothers can't win ...
We have to keep Sissy, she's their pride and joy, but I wish they’d just bring me a new baby … a boy.


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toy chest

All By Myself


I gotta play by myself today 
cause Mommy is cleaning and mopping. 
Then she’ll be calling a sitter 
for when she goes grocery shopping.

The sitter, she’s really boring. She’s always on the dumb phone, or painting her nails or combing her hair so I guess I’ll be playing alone …
I think I will get out my play dough and make a spaghetti pie. Or maybe, I'll feed all my dollies so they won't be fussy and cry.
At two, I’ll watch my TV shows. Till then, I'll build with my blocks. When I'm done, I'll pick them all up (if I can get 'em all back in the box).
Maybe after, my secret friend and I will draw a picture or two with all my favorite crayons, specially the reds greens and blues.
I really like my toys and games and my other good stuff … but gee, I think ALL playing’s is funner when Mommy is here beside me.


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monster eyes

Monster


After all my books are read, 
Mommy says it's time for bed.

Teeth are brushed, all pearly white, and now I have to go night-night.
Daddy walks me up the stairs, and helps me say my bedtime prayers.
He fluffs the pillow for my head, then lifts me up into my bed.
Mommy tucks me in real tight cause monster visits me at night.
Tippy-toe, the monster hovers, trying to slip beneath my covers.
Round my bed the monster dances waiting for his little chances
to see a gap, then in he'll go to grab a finger or a toe.
I feel him crawling up my bed! He's started licking at my head.
If I don't run, I know that he'll have me for his monster meal.
And in the dark, what's that I see? Two glowing eyes stare back at me.
Should I yell with all my might for Dad to come turn on the light?
He might get mad if I did that... Come here, Monster, you silly cat!


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face

Wedgies


You know what makes me laugh 
and puts me into stitches? 
It's when I grab a hold and pull 
the waist of someone’s britches. 

It’s fun. It's called a WEDGIE and what a super name, just pull and yell out WEDGIE! It‘s really the coolest game.
Let’s see who should I get, lil sissy or my big brother? Or maybe I should get my dad but definitely NOT my mother!
And you NEVER do grandmas and grandpas. To do that you‘d have to be nuts ('cause everyone knows that old people don't even have any butts).



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