Whisky Frisky (poem)
Whisky Frisky hippity hop
Up he goes to the treetop
Whirly twirly, round and round
Down he scampers to the ground
Furly curly what a tail
Tall as a feather and broad as a sail
Where's his supper? In the shell
Snappy, cracky, out if fell.
Grey Squirrel
Gray squirrel, gray squirrel
Swish your bushy tail
Gray squirrel, gray squirrel
Swish your bushy tail
Put a peanut in your toes
Wrinkle up your little nose
Gray squirrel, gray squirrel
Swish your bushy tail.
Pretty Leaves
Pretty leaves they are falling
Falling down to the ground
When the wind blows his trumpet
See them dancing around
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la
Tra-la-la-la-la-la
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la
Tra-la-la-la-la-la
Pretty leaves they are falling
Falling down to the ground
When the wind blows his trumpet
See them sitting back down.
5 Little Leaves
Five little leaves so bright and gay
Were dancing about on a tree one day
The wind came blowing through the town
And one little leaf came tumbling down.
Four little leaves so bright and gay... etc.
Three little leaves so bright and gay... etc.
Two little leaves so bright and gay... etc.
One little leaf so bright and gay
Was dancing about on a tree one day
The wind came blowing through the town
And the last little leaf came tumbling down.
Water & Sand Play
Outdoor Play
~ Ruth A Child's Place