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Nursery rhymes, song lyrics, Dr. Seuss books — without realizing it, we are surrounded by poetry every day. Poems can make children laugh, but more than that, they can help with cognitive development.
Short poems for kids can help your child understand patterns, which aids the brain in learning to process and retain information . Poems can even help with the development of speech. Plus, children enjoy poetry when it’s age-appropriate.
• Funny Poems for Kids
• Rhyming Poems for Kids
• Famous Short Poems for Kids
• Silly Poems for Kids
• Mother’s Day Poems for Kids
• Christmas Poems for Kids
• Easter Poems for Kids
• How To Choose Poems For Kids
• Tips for Teaching Your Kids Poetry
• The Last, Non-Rhyming, Word
Funny Poems for Kids
• Your poems of choice should be vivid and allow your child to create a clear mental picture of what’s going on.
• With young children, the sillier or the funnier the poem is, the better.
• With younger children, poems that can be accompanied by physical actions are an excellent way to help “paint the picture.”
• Think about attention spans. The poems here are short enough to keep your child interested right to the end.
Tips for Teaching Your Kids Poetry
To help teach your kids poetry, we’ve put together our best hints and tips.
The Last, Non-Rhyming, Word
Just the word poetry can be an instant turn-off for some people, but don’t let it put you off.
Sharing poems with your child can help you bond, aid their development, and it can be a whole lot of fun.
So use some of our poems or find some of your own, and discover short poems for kids — you’ll be glad you did.
‘TWAS THE NIGHT OF THANKSGIVING
Twas the night of Thanksgiving, but I just couldn't sleep.
I tried counting backwards, I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned–the dark meat and white,
but I fought the temptation with all of my might.
Tossing and turning with anticipation,
the thought of a snack became infatuation.
So, I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door
and gazed at the fridge, full of goodies galore.
I gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes,
pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling so plump and so round,
till all of a sudden, I rose off the ground.
I crashed through the ceiling, floating into the sky
With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie.
But, I managed to yell as I soared past the trees…
happy eating to all—pass the cranberries, please!
I'M THANKFUL FOR TURKEY
by Kenn Nesbitt
I'm thankful for turkey.
I'm thankful for yams.
I'm thankful for cranberries,
biscuits, and hams.
I'm thankful for pumpkins.
I'm thankful for cheese.
I'm thankful for gravy,
potatoes, and peas.
I'm thankful for stuffing;
I'm nuts for the stuff.
I'm thankful for eggnog
and marshmallow fluff.
I'm thankful for whipped cream
and ice cream and pies.
I'm thankful for dad's
double-chocolate surprise.
I'm thankful, Thanksgiving,
for good things to eat.
But mostly I'm thankful
I still see my feet.
MR. TURKEY
(to the tune of Yankee Doodle)
Mr. Turkey, better watch out.
Thanksgiving Day is coming.
If you're not careful, you'll end up
In someone's hungry tummy!
Mr. Turkey, run, run, run.
Please run away and hide.
Mr. Turkey, run, run, run.
Don't wait around outside.
OH, WHAT A FEAST!
by Deborah P. Cerbus
Turkey and gravy
Corn on my plate.
Oh, what a feast for me.
Cranberries and stuffing
I can't wait.
Oh, what a feast for me.
Bread and potatoes
Dessert is great.
Oh, what a feast for me.
I love Thanksgiving
Fill up my plate.
Oh, what a feast for me!
THANKSGIVING PRAYER
by Susan D. Anderson
I’m thankful for my mother, and
I’m thankful for my dad.
I’m thankful for my sisters, and
for all the fun we’ve had.
I’m thankful for my brother, Tom,
(even when he’s jerky.)
But most of all, I’m oh-so-thankful
not to be a turkey.
TURKEY IN THE BARNYARD
Turkey in the barnyard, what does he say?
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble all day.
Turkey on the table, what do I say?
Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy all day.
Turkey in my tummy, what do I say?
I ate too much on Thanksgiving Day!
THANKSGIVING DAY
Thanksgiving Day will soon be here
It comes around but once a year
If I could only have my way,
We'd have Thanksgiving every day.
A THANKSGIVING THOUGHT
The day I give thanks for having a nose
Is Thanksgiving Day, for do you suppose
That Thanksgiving dinner would taste as good
If you couldn't smell it? I don't think it would.
Could apple pie baking—turkey that's basting
Not be for the smelling? Just be for tasting?
It's a cranberry-cinnamon-onion bouquet!
Be thankful for noses on Thanksgiving Day.
THE TURKEY SHOT OUT OF THE OVEN
by Jack Prelutsky
The turkey shot out of the oven
and rocketed into the air,
it knocked every plate off the table
and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted into a corner
and burst with deafening boom,
then splattered all over the kitchen,
completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the walls and the windows,
it totally coated the floor,
there was turkey attached to the ceiling,
where there'd never been turkey before.
It blanketed every appliance,
it smeared every saucer and bowl,
there wasn't a way I could stop it,
that turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I scrubbed with displeasure,
and thought with chagrin as I mopped,
that I'd never again stuff a turkey
with popcorn that hadn't been popped.
I ATE TOO MUCH TURKEY
by Jack Prelutsky
I ate too much turkey,
I ate too much corn,
I ate too much pudding and pie,
I'm stuffed up with muffins
and much too much stuffin',
I'm probably going to die.
I piled up my plate
and I ate and I ate,
but I wish I had known when to stop,
for I'm so crammed with yams,
sauces, gravies, and jams
that my buttons are starting to pop.
I'm full of tomatoes
and french fried potatoes,
my stomach is swollen and sore,
but there's still some dessert,
so I guess it won't hurt
if I eat just a little bit more.
A THANKSGIVING DINNER
by Maude M. Grant
Take a turkey, stuff it fat,
Some of this and some of that.
Get some turnips, peel them well.
Cook a big squash in its shell.
Now potatoes, big and white,
Mash till they are soft and light.
Cranberries, so tart and sweet,
With the turkey we must eat.
Pickles-yes-and then, oh my!
For a dessert a pumpkin pie,
Golden brown and spicy sweet.
What a fine Thanksgiving treat!
AT GRANDMA'S HOUSE
I like the taste of turkey
Any time throughout the year
But it never
seems to taste as good
As when Thanksgiving's here.
Could be it's all the trimmings
That are cooked with it to eat-
But I think it's
eating at Grandma's house
That makes it such a treat!
A TURKEY SPEAKS
I have never understood
why anyone would
roast the turkey
and shuck the clams
and crisp the croutons
and shell the peas
and candy the sweets
and compote the cranberries
and bake the pies
and clear the table
and wash the dishes
and fall into bed
when they could sit back
and enjoy a hamburger.
HOLIDAY LETTERS
T is for turkey on Thanksgiving Day,
H is for “Hurry, I'm hungry!” we say.
A is for Auntie, she works and she mends,
N is for Native American friends.
K is for kitchen, the oven's on low,
S is for silverware, set in a row.
G is for Grandma, the one we love most,
I is for inside, where we're warm as toast.
V is for vegetables, eat them we try,
I is for ice cream on top of the pie.
N is for never do we have enough dressing,
G is for Grandpa, who gives thanks for our blessings.
OVER THE RIVER
(Thanksgiving Day)Over the river and through the wood
To Grandmother's house we go.
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow.
Over the river and through the wood
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes
And bites the nose,
As over the ground we go.
Over the river and through the wood
To have a first-rate play.
Hear the bells ring,
Ting-a-ling-ling!
Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day!
Over the river and through the wood,
Trot fast, my dapple gray!
Spring over the ground
Like a hunting hound,
For this is Thanksgiving Day.
Over the river and through the wood,
And straight through the barnyard gate.
We seem to go
Extremely slow…
It is so hard to wait!
Over the river and through the wood~
Now Grandmother's cap I spy!
Hurrah for fun!
Is the pudding done?
Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!
A THANKSGIVING ALPHABET
By Linda Maria Child
T…Turkeys, tablespreads, being together,
H…Happiness and homes to protect us from all weather,
A…Aunts and uncles, a reunion in Fall,
N…Nieces and nephews, family members all!
K…Kind-hearted kin coming over for dinner,
S…Surely you'll have fun, but you won't get thinner!
G…Gourds and pumpkins, mouths open wide.
I…Indians and Pilgrims we remember with pride.
V…Very special times-there could even be snow.
I…Imagine what it was like at Plymouth long ago.
N…Never forget how the settlers led the way,
G…Giving thanks and blessing this special day.
THE THANKSTIVING DAY PARADE
By Jack Prelutsky
Thanksgiving Day is here today,
the great parade is under way,
and though it's drizzling quite a bit,
I'm sure that I'll see all of it.
Great balloons are floating by,
cartoon creatures stories high,
Mickey Mouse and Mother Goose,
Snoopy and a mammoth moose.
Humpty Dumpty, Smokey Bear
hover in the autumn air,
through the windy skies they sway,
I hope that they don't blow away.
Here comes Santa, shaking hands
as he waddles by the stands.
It's so much fun, I don't complain
when now it really starts to rain.
The bands are marching, here they come,
pipers pipe and drummers drum,
hear the tubas and the flutes,
see the clowns in silly suits.
It's pouring now, but not on me,
I'm just as dry as I can be,
I watch and watch, but don't get wet,
I'm watching on our TV set.
FUNNY BIRD
A turkey is a funny bird,
Its head goes wobble, wobble,
All it knows is just one word,
“Gobble, gobble, gobble.”
TURKEY WARNING
Tell me, Mr. Turkey,
Don't you feel afraid
When you hear us talking
‘Bout the plans we've made?
Can't you hear us telling
How we're going to eat
Cranberries and stuffing
With our turkey meat?
Turkey, heed my warning:
Better fly away;
Or you will be sorry
On Thanksgiving day.
FIVE LITTLE TURKEYS
5 little turkeys standing by door,
One waddled off, and then there were 4.
4 little turkeys under a tree,
One waddled off , and then there were 3.
3 little turkeys with nothing to do,
One waddled off, and then there were 2.
2 little turkeys in the noon day sun,
One waddled off, and then there was 1.
One little turkey better run away,
For soon will come Thanksgiving day.
IF TURKEYS THOUGHT
by Jack Prelutsky
If turkeys thought, they'd run away,
A week before Thanksgiving Day.
But turkeys can't anticipate,
And so there's turkey on my plate!
FAT TURKEY'S SONG
(to the tune of “Did You Ever See a Lassie?”)
Oh, gobble, gobble, gobble,
Fat turkeys, fat turkeys.
Oh, gobble, gobble, gobble,
Fat turkeys are we.
We walk very proudly and gobble so loudly,
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble.
Oh, gobble, gobble, gobble.
Fat turkeys are we.
TURKEY
by Meish Goldish
Let's talk turkey!
What a walk it's got!
Strut about, strut about,
Do the turkey trot!
Let's talk turkey,
What a shaky wobble!
Strut about, strut about,
Gobble, gobble, gobble!
MR. TURKEY SONG
I heard Mr. Turkey say,
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble,
Soon t'will be Thanksgiving day,
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble,
People say that it's much fun,
But I think I'll run and run
And hide until the day is done,
Gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble, gobble,
FIVE FAT TURKEYS
Five fat turkeys are we.
We spent all night in a tree.
When the cook came around,
We were no where to be found
And that's why we're here you see!
TURKEY HOT
(to the tune of “Mary Had a Little Lamb”)
We cooked turkey, nice and hot,
Nice and hot, nice and hot.
We cooked turkey nice and hot
On Thanksgiving Day.
We eat turkey a whole lot,
A whole lot, a whole lot.
We eat turkey a whole lot.
It will not go away!
Sandwiches and soup are fine.
By the way, would you like mine?
Pot pie lasts a long, long time,
It's turkey every day!
WHEN DADDY CARVES THE TURKEY
When Daddy carves the turkey,
It is really quite a sight,
I know he tries his hardest,
But he never does it right.
He makes a fancy show of it,
Before he starts to carve,
And stabs in all directions,
While we're certain that we'll starve.
He seems to take forever,
As we sit and shake our heads,
By the time he's finished slicing,
He's reduced the birds to shreds.
He yells as loud as thunder,
Just before he's finally through
For when Daddy carves the turkey,
Daddy carves his finger too!
ALBUQUERQUE TURKEY
(Sung to Clementine)
Albuquerque he’s my turkey
Oh he’s feathered and he’s fine
He wobbles and he gobbles
And I’m awfully glad he’s mine.
He’s the best pet
You could ever get.
Better than a dog or cat.
Albuquerque he’s my turkey
And I’m awfully glad of that.
Albuquerque he’s my turkey
He’s so cozy in his bed
Because for Thanksgiving dinner
We had scrambled eggs instead.
TURKEY, TURKEY
(Sung to Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star)
Turkey, Turkey look at you
Please be careful what you do.
Thanksgiving day is almost here.
We eat turkey every year.
Go and hide out in the woods.
We’ll eat pizza like we should.
I'M GLAD I'M NOT A TURKEY
Oh, I’m glad I’m not a turkey
A turkey, a turkey
Oh, I’m glad I’m not a turkey
On Thanksgiving Day
They’ll stuff you and baste you
And then they will taste you.
Oh, I’m glad I’m not a turkey
On Thanksgiving Day
MR. TURKEY
(Sung to Are You Sleeping)
Mr. Turkey, Mr. Turkey
Nice and fat, nice and fat
I am going to eat you
I am going to eat you
Just like that.
Just like that.
ONE FAT TURKEY
One fat turkey went strutting by
He shook his feathers and he winked his eye
He flapped his wings and his head gave a wobble
He looked and my and said, “Gobble, gobble, gobble”.
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Technology
Since most kids love technology, pair that love with poetry. Download poetry apps so you can read poems on the go. Try Pocket Poetry, iF Poems, and Favourite Poems for Children.
Riddles
It often surprises kids that riddles can be poetry. Riddles not only get kids engaged with poems, they also get kids engaged in critical thinking. Try reading riddles with your kids. It’s so much fun. Then, if you’re up for it, create your own riddles.
Music
Your kids will be shocked to learn that music lyrics are poetry. (Some not all that good but nevertheless, poetry.) Print out the lyrics to favorite songs. Sing and enjoy.
Along the same line, set poems to your own music. See if you can sing poems instead of reading them. Many poems naturally have a rhythm. Try to find it. Can you make it a rap?
Poems combining rhyme and humor in unexpected ways have several benefits for kids. They go beyond spending some high-grade giggle time with you. And if the word poetry takes you back to days spent plowing through an archaic piece of writing at school, don’t worry.
Trust us. There is a wonderful world of enjoyable poetry out there. Funny poems for kids are a good introduction to it.
• Best Funny Poems for Kids
• Benefits of Poems for Kids
• How Do You Make a Funny Poem?
• Poems Can Be Fun
Best Funny Poems for Kids
Finding funny poems for your kids can be daunting, so we’ve put together a list of 20 short examples to start you off.
You’re welcome.
Jack
By Jane Yolen
Jack was quite nimble,
Jack was quite quick,
Jack gave the beanstalk
A mighty big kick.
Down came the giant—
GIGANTIC fall—
Bottoms up in a crater,
Thus ending it all.
The Vulture
By Hilaire Belloc
The Vulture eats between his meals,
And that's the reason why
He very, very, rarely feels
As well as you and I.
His eye is dull, his head is bald,
His neck is growing thinner.
Oh! what a lesson for us all
To only eat at dinner!
Tom Tigercat
By J. Patrick Lewis
Tom Tigercat is noted
for his manners and his wit.
He wouldn't think of lion,
No, he doesn't cheetah bit.
Tom never pretended
to be something that he's not.
I guess that's why we like him
and why he likes ocelot.
Porcupines
By Marilyn Singer
Hugging you takes some practice.
So I'll start out with a cactus.
Herbert Hilbert Hubert Snod
By Denise Rodgers
Herbert Hilbert Hubert Snod
was known for eating all things odd.
The thing that bothered me the most
has he spread toothpaste on his toast?
“It’s springtime fresh, so cool and minty.”
His smiling eyes were bright and squinty.
On baked potatoes, he would slather
one half can of shave cream lather.
I don’t know how his tum could cope
as he ingested cubes of soap.
At times his food choice made a scene;
at least he kept his innards clean.
Mosquitoes
By Katherine Hauth
Mosquitoes,
with needle-noses
sucking blood
from elbows, cheeks, and chin
why were you not
designed to thrive
on brine, on swine,
or likewise-spiny
porcupines?
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
Room with a View
By Stephen Swinburne
I live in a room by the sea,
where the view is great and the food is free.
Some of the tenants come and go.
Some I eat, if they're too slow.
One end of me is firmly locked.
The other end just gently rocks.
I live in a room by the sea.
It's perfect for an anemone.
Little Boy Blue
By Darren Sardelli
Little Boy Blue, please cover your nose.
You sneezed on Miss Muffet and ruined her clothes.
You sprayed Mother Hubbard, and now she is sick.
You put out the fire on Jack’s candlestick.
Your sneeze is the reason why Humpty fell down.
You drenched Yankee Doodle when he came to town.
The blind mice are angry! The sheep are upset!
From now on, use a tissue so no one gets wet!
Daddy Fell into the Pond
By Alfred Noyes
Everyone grumbled. The sky was grey.
We had nothing to do and nothing to say.
We were nearing the end of a dismal day,
And then there seemed to be nothing beyond,
Then Daddy fell into the pond!
And everyone's face grew merry and bright,
And Timothy danced for sheer delight.
“Give me the camera, quick, oh quick!
He's crawling out of the duckweed!” Click!
Then the gardener suddenly slapped his knee,
And doubled up, shaking silently,
And the ducks all quacked as if they were daft,
And it sounded as if the old drake laughed.
Oh, there wasn't a thing that didn't respond
When Daddy Fell into the pond!
The Crocodile
By Lewis Carroll
How doth the little crocodile
Improve his shining tail,
And pour the waters of the Nile
On every golden scale.
How cheerfully he seems to grin,
How neatly spreads his claws,
And welcomes little fishes in,
With gently smiling jaws!
My Cat Is Fat
By James McDonald
I’ve a cat named Vesters,
And he eats all day.
He always lays around,
And never wants to play.
Not even with a squeaky toy,
Nor anything that moves.
When I have him exercise,
He always disapproves.
So we’ve put him on a diet,
But now he yells all day.
And even though he’s thinner,
He still won’t come and play.
The Upside-Down World
By Hamish Hendry
I know a place that holds the Sky
A place where little white clouds lie;
The edge is all green as Grass,
The middle is as smooth as Glass;
And there the round sun makes his Bed;
And there a tree stands on its Head;
Sometimes a Bird sits on that Tree;
Sometimes it sings a song to me;
And always in that shining place
I see a little smiling Face;
She nods and smiles; but all the same
The Girl down there won’t tell her name.
The Silliest Teacher in School
By Darren Sardelli
Our teacher gave detention
to the fountains in the hall.
She handed extra homework
to the artwork on the wall.
We saw her point a finger
at a banner and a sign.
She said their bad behavior
was completely out of line.
The principal approached her
and said, “What is all this fuss?
I heard you tried to punish
all the tires on a bus.
“You’ve made the teachers angry
by disrupting all their classes,
so if you want to keep this job,
you have to wear your glasses!”
Snowball
By Shel Silverstein
I made myself a snowball
As perfect as could be.
I thought I’d keep it as a pet
And let it sleep with me.
I made it some pajamas
And a pillow for its head.
Then last night it ran away,
But first, it wet the bed.
Standing on a Chair
By Steve Hanson
I’m standing on a chair!
I’m standing on a chair!
I don’t know why Mom’s worried
I’m just standing on a chair!
You’d think she’d be freaked out
By the lion in my room
But seeing shoes on fabric
Is what makes her fume.
I bath with toxic jellyfish.
I ride a crocodile.
But if I’m on the sofa then
Her mood becomes hostile.
I often sleep with scorpions
And wrestle with a bear.
I don’t know why Mom’s worried.
I’m just standing on a chair!
Bee
By Denise Rodgers
A bee comes tapping at my screen,
Buzzing, bumping, sounding mean.
Bouncing, pushing, acting wired,
With no thought of getting tired.
¨I could say, “Dear bee, what is it?
Would you like to come and visit?”
But I feel his anger’s keen.
So I’m glad I have a screen!
Help Wanted
By Timothy Toucher
Santa needs new reindeer.
The first bunch has grown old.
Dasher has arthritis;
Comet hates the cold.
Prancer's sick of staring
at Dancer's big behind.
Cupid married Blitzen
and Donder lost his mind.
Dancer's mad at Vixen
for stepping on his toes.
Vixen's being thrown out—
she laughed at Rudolph's nose.
If you are a reindeer
we hope you will apply.
There is just one tricky part:
You must know how to fly.
Crabby
By Barbara Vance
I am a crab
Who walks the shore
And pinches toes all day.
If I were you
I’d wear some shoes
And not get in my way.
I Have a Little Frog
I have a little frog
His name is Tiny Tim,
I put him in the bathtub,
To see if he could swim,
He drank up all the water,
And gobbled up the soap!
And when he tried to talk
He had a BUBBLE in his throat!
Granny
By Spike Milligan
Through every nook and every cranny
The wind blew in on poor old Granny
Around her knees, into each ear
(And up her nose as well, I fear)
All through the night the wind grew worse
It nearly made the vicar curse
The top had fallen off the steeple
Just missing him (and other people)
It blew on man, it blew on beast
It blew on nun, it blew on priest
It blew the wig off Auntie Fanny-
But most of all, it blew on Granny!
Benefits of Poems for Kids
Poetry benefits children of all ages in a variety of ways.
Let’s look at some of the highlights of funny kids’ poems.
Language Development
Phonemic awareness is the name given to the ability to focus on specific sounds in the spoken word and manipulate those sounds to make different words . The rhymes and rhythms of poetry demonstrate how these sounds can be used in ways that are distinct from regular speech.
Cognitive Development
The repetition found in poetry helps children anticipate and recognize patterns, as well as improve their memory. These skills are important, not only in language, but in other academic subjects.
Reading Skills
Reading poetry to your child helps them learn basic poetry has a rhythm and that the sounds at the end of certain parts of a poem can rhyme. With this knowledge, children are able to predict what word might be found at the end of a line.
Guessing these words correctly helps a child to read words they haven’t previously seen written down. That boosts a child's confidence in their reading ability, as well as aiding word recognition.
Creative Expression
In poetry, there is a certain degree of freedom from the rules of structure and form found in non-poetic writing. Children who struggle to write prose in other forms may thrive when given the opportunity to write poetry .
Expand Vocabulary
Poetry can sometimes be more expressive than prose. By reading and creating poetry with your child you are exposing them to new ways of narrating, describing, and conveying things.
This not only expands a child's repertoire of words, but it helps them put words together in new ways.
Poetry Appreciation
Funny poems for children are an accessible introduction to the world of poetry. Rather than focus on the fact that they are reading a differently structured piece of writing, children see the humor.
Children who have the opportunity to enjoy humorous poetry are more likely to be receptive to other pieces of poetry.
Expressive Skills
Silly poems for kids are wonderful for reading aloud. Read them to your child using different voices and faces. You’ll demonstrate how facial expressions and tone of voice can convey different emotions.
How Do You Make a Funny Poem?
What if you want to try your hand at writing funny poems yourself? Or perhaps you would like to help your child write their own?
Here are five funny poem writing hacks that will have the words flowing in no time.
Poems Can Be Fun
Poetry has the potential to benefit your child in a multitude of ways, and funny poetry is an especially accessible way to reap those benefits.
Whether you are writing them yourself, listening to your child share their creations, or reading them, funny poems for kids are more than just a few lines that rhyme.