ZeroMerc

Create a piece that is related to a poem that means something to you or was recited to you as a child using the faces theme.

•Submissions must be created after 05/18/09.
•Challenge will close on 05/31/09
•Submissions will be ranked on
•••Overall appereance
•••Creativity
•••Style

~at the end of the challenge a submission will be choosen in which the next person of whoms submission is choosen can create a new challenge much like the Thinkwrite challenges~

ZeroMerc

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My mother used to recite this to me when I was in elementary school as I was very small and picked on a lot.

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I always liked this Yeat's Poem:

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Robindcr8l

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One of my favorite poems by Robert Frost. Didn't quite capture it the way I envisioned it in my head, though.

Robindcr8l

just realized I failed the test...didn't use the faces theme.

Robindcr8l

http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41865

This time I followed the rules.

lynnspotter

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Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,

Going to the garden to eat worms.

Big, fat, juicy worms; little, skinny, short worms,

Going to the garden to eat worms!

I remember my daddy saying this to me as a child~ probably because I was a champion pouter!

matthew

Itsy Bitsy Spider...

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I remember that, lynnspotter. There was something in it about "... worms three times a day".

matthew

Version I:
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
Guess I'll go eat worms,
Long, thin, slimy ones; Short, fat, juicy ones,
Itsy, bitsy, fuzzy wuzzy worms.

Down goes the first one, down goes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm.
Up comes the first one, up comes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm.
Version II
Nobody loves me, everybody hates me
Think I'll go and eat worms
Long ones, short ones, fat ones, thin ones
See how they wriggle and squirm

I bite off the heads, and suck out the juice
And throw the skins away
Nobody knows how fat I grow
On worms three times a day
Ohh...nobody loves me.
Version III:
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
Think I'll go eat worms.
Big fat juicy ones, Eensie weensy squeensy ones,
See how they wiggle and squirm.

Chomp off their heads and squeeze out the juice
And throw their tails away
Nobody knows how I survive
On worms three times a day.
Version IV:
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
I'm goin' down the garden to eat worms
Long thin slimy ones, short fat fuzzy ones
Ooey gooey, ooey gooey worms

Long thin slimy ones slip down easily
Short fat fuzzy ones don't
Short fat fuzzy ones stick to your teeth
And the juice goes slurpin' (slurping noise) down your throat

Version V:
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
think I'll go eat worms...
big fat juicy ones, little slimy skinny ones,
hope they don't have germs!"

matthew

It is sung to the tune of "Polly wally doodle all day" if I remember correctly...

Dragon

Here's one of my childhood favorites. It's properly called Rattlesnake Skipping Song, but I always think of it as Mississauga Rattlesnakes.

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Missisauga rattlesnakes
Eat brown bread.
Mississauga rattlesnakes
Fall down dead.
If you catch a caterpillar
Feed him apple juice;
But if you catch a rattlesnake
Turn him loose!

lynnspotter

Matthew, my poor, old, tired memory has been REVIVED!! It was the best my memory could come up with from 45-50 years ago, sans internet. I have now reached 'worm' Nirvana! My humble thanks! LOL!!

1020

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moses supposes his toeses are roses
but moses supposes irroneously
for nobody's toeses are posies of roses
as moses supposes his toeses to be

1020

whoopsie daisy. . . . .its not in faces . . . . . .one second, i need to do a redo

1020

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lynnspotter

From Shel Silverstein ~ Eight Balloons

Eight balloons no one was buyin
All broke loose one afternoon. http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41936
Eight balloons with strings a-flyin',
Free to do what they wanted to...

One flew up to touch the sun...-POP! http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41950

One thought the highway might be fun-POP! http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41952

One took a nap in a cactus pile-POP! http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41954

One stayed to play with a careless child-POP! http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41956

One tried to taste some bacon fryin'-POP! http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41957

One fell in love with a porcupine-POP! http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41957

One looked close in a crocodiles mouth-POP! http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41960

One sat around til his air went out-WHOOSH! http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=41963

Eight balloons no one was buyin
They broke loose and away they flew
Free to float and free to fly
And free to POP where they wanted to.

matthew

Too many pics Lynn... So I will comment here...(group pic)-Ooooh I love Baloons... 1-Nice 2-Sweet 3-Cool 4-Awesome 5-Well Done 6-Great 7-Perfect 8-Excellent ...

Robindcr8l

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midnightpoet

I'm hiding, I'm hiding and no one knows where, for all they can see is my toes and my hair. And I just heard my father say to my mother, "But, darling, he must be somewhere or other. Have you looked in the Inkwell?" And Mother said, "Where?" "In the Inkwell," said Father, but I was not there. Then, "Wait!" cried my mother, "I think that I see him under the carpet," but it was not me. "Inside the mirror's a pretty good place," said Father and looked but saw only his face. "We've hunted," sighed Mother, "as hard as we could, and I'm so afraid that we've lost him for good." Then I laughed aloud and wiggled my toes, and Father said, "Look, dear, I wonder if those toes could be Benny's. There are ten of them, see?" And they were so surprised to find out it was me. *Poem - And No One Knows Where - By: Dorothy Aldis

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