Nature

The Sun
The sun is on fire In the sky And in its warmth Flowers open In the garden And the butterfly flutters by. Wings widespread It stops to feed At the flower bed And on its favourite flower The butterfly settles Like two extra petals.

Cat !
By Eleanor Farjeon Cat ! Scat ! Atter her, Atter her, Sleeky flatterer Spitfire chatterer, Scatter her, scatter her Off her mat ! Wuff ! Wuff ! Treat her rough ! Git her, git her Whiskery spitter ! Catch her, catch her, Green eyed scratcher ! Slathery Slithery Hisser, Don't miss her ! Run till you're dithery, hithery Thithery ! Pfitts ! pfitts ! How she spits ! Spitch ! Spatch ! Can't she scratch ! Scritching the bark Of the sycamore tree, And's hissing at me Pfitts ! pfitts ! Wuff ! Wuff ! Scat Cat That's That !

Cat in the Dark
By John Agard Look at that ! Look at that ! But when you look there's no cat Without a purr just a flash of fur and gone like a ghost. The most you see are two tiny traffic lights staring at the night.

Squeezes
Brian Patten We love to squeeze bananas, We love to squeeze ripe plums, And when we are feeling sad We love to squeeze our mums.

The Daffodil
By Emma Sophie George The Daffodil is my lighthouse to spring It shines a spring message on every thing The leaves and the stem are the stairs and the tower On top of it all stands this beautiful flower The trumpet is the light and the petals are the beams In the centre of it all the yellow pollen gleams It shines and shines how wonderful it seems I find it lighting up my dreams

Buy Sweet Daffodils
Anonymous Buy sweet daffodils Tulips from Amsterdam Narcissus white and gold Spring flowers sold

Daffodillies Yellow
Anonymous Daffodillies yellow Daffodillies gay To put on the table On Easter day

Yellow Weed
Lillian Moore How did you get here weed? Who brought your seed? Did it lift on the wind and sail and drift from a for and yellow field? Was your seed a burr, a sticky burr that clung to a fox's furry tail? Did it fly with the bird who liked to feed on the tasty seed of the yellow weed? How did you come ? Plant a sunflower in a pot.... How many sunflowers have you hot? Wet each one a little bit - pour some water over it- When the seeds are deep inside, yellow petals spreading wide soon will grow as tall as you! Hello, sunflower, How do you do?

All Things Connect
Chief Seattle 1885 All things are banded together. All things connect. What happens to the earth , Happens to the children of the earth. Man has not woven the web of life, He is but one thread. Whatever he does to the web, He does to himself.

Slugs
John Kitching Slugs, slugs Crawl though grass, Watching all the beetles As they scurry past. Slugs, slugs Crawl so slow Leaving tracks of silver Where ever they go. Slugs, slugs Crawl all along the wall Popping little horns out Make no sound at all.

Worm
by Spike Milligan Little worm Wiggle, Wiggle You make me And my sister giggle You live in mud You live in wet Yet never ever see the vet. You must be very healthy, worm Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle Squirm.

Noise
anon I like noise The whoop of a boy, the thud of a hoof. The rattle of rain on a galvanized roof. The hubbub of traffic, the roar of a train. The throb of machinery numbing the brain. The barking of dogs, the bleat of a lamb The rush of the wind, a door on the slam. The boom of thunder, a crash of waves. The din of the river that races and raves. The crack of a rifle, the clank of pails. The bang and the hammer of knocking in nails From any old sound that silence destroys. Arises a note of soul stirring joys. I like noise.

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The Sun The sun is on fire In the sky And in its warmth Flowers open In the garden And the butterfly flutters by. Wings widespread It stops to feed At the flower bed And on its favourite flower The butterfly settles Like two extra petals.	Cat ! By Eleanor Farjeon Cat ! Scat ! Atter her, Atter her, Sleeky flatterer Spitfire chatterer, Scatter her, scatter her Off her mat ! Wuff ! Wuff ! Treat her rough ! Git her, git her Whiskery spitter ! Catch her, catch her, Green eyed scratcher ! Slathery Slithery Hisser, Don't miss her ! Run till you're dithery, hithery Thithery ! Pfitts ! pfitts ! How she spits ! Spitch ! Spatch ! Can't she scratch ! Scritching the bark Of the sycamore tree, And's hissing at me Pfitts ! pfitts ! Wuff ! Wuff ! Scat Cat That's That !
Cat in the Dark By John Agard Look at that ! Look at that ! But when you look there's no cat Without a purr just a flash of fur and gone like a ghost. The most you see are two tiny traffic lights staring at the night.	Squeezes Brian Patten We love to squeeze bananas, We love to squeeze ripe plums, And when we are feeling sad We love to squeeze our mums.
The Daffodil By Emma Sophie George The Daffodil is my lighthouse to spring It shines a spring message on every thing The leaves and the stem are the stairs and the tower On top of it all stands this beautiful flower The trumpet is the light and the petals are the beams In the centre of it all the yellow pollen gleams It shines and shines how wonderful it seems I find it lighting up my dreams	Buy Sweet Daffodils Anonymous Buy sweet daffodils Tulips from Amsterdam Narcissus white and gold Spring flowers sold
Daffodillies Yellow Anonymous Daffodillies yellow Daffodillies gay To put on the table On Easter day	Yellow Weed Lillian Moore How did you get here weed? Who brought your seed? Did it lift on the wind and sail and drift from a for and yellow field? Was your seed a burr, a sticky burr that clung to a fox's furry tail? Did it fly with the bird who liked to feed on the tasty seed of the yellow weed? How did you come ? Plant a sunflower in a pot.... How many sunflowers have you hot? Wet each one a little bit - pour some water over it- When the seeds are deep inside, yellow petals spreading wide soon will grow as tall as you! Hello, sunflower, How do you do?
All Things Connect Chief Seattle 1885 All things are banded together. All things connect. What happens to the earth , Happens to the children of the earth. Man has not woven the web of life, He is but one thread. Whatever he does to the web, He does to himself.	Slugs John Kitching Slugs, slugs Crawl though grass, Watching all the beetles As they scurry past. Slugs, slugs Crawl so slow Leaving tracks of silver Where ever they go. Slugs, slugs Crawl all along the wall Popping little horns out Make no sound at all.
Worm by Spike Milligan Little worm Wiggle, Wiggle You make me And my sister giggle You live in mud You live in wet Yet never ever see the vet. You must be very healthy, worm Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle Squirm.	Noise anon I like noise The whoop of a boy, the thud of a hoof. The rattle of rain on a galvanized roof. The hubbub of traffic, the roar of a train. The throb of machinery numbing the brain. The barking of dogs, the bleat of a lamb The rush of the wind, a door on the slam. The boom of thunder, a crash of waves. The din of the river that races and raves. The crack of a rifle, the clank of pails. The bang and the hammer of knocking in nails From any old sound that silence destroys. Arises a note of soul stirring joys. I like noise.