Saturday, 9 June 2012

Mr Tickles


Here comes Mr Tickle 
He's not just reserved for the very little, 
He'll tickle you till you roll around, 
Wiggle and giggling, skirming on the ground,  
You'll Chuckle with gusto out of control,
Allowing all those nightmare monsters silly heads to roll 
So every Saturday or at least once a week as a guide 
Across the twitterverse and nations wide 
We should have a humongous tickle fest !
Then when your feeling good and full of fun 
Share it around ,Pass it on 
Tickle him, tickle everyone, everywhere,
Tickles are much much more fun
When tickling laughs are there to share x 

Thursday, 7 June 2012

Friends Battle Cry

Friends Battle Cry 

Oh to be able to sail right through life  
To be able to soar high 
Like a dove high in the sky 
Oh what a life !

Oh For life to be full of sparkle and twinkles,
Never getting old with creases and wrinkles,
Oh what a life ! 

Oh how to play without soreness and pain,
Fall down and get up again and again, 
Oh what a life ! 

Oh how to have friends who are there, 
Who love you and show that they care, 
Oh that is life ! 

With friends in our life 
We will soar high 
Reach the stars in the sky 
They are our twinkles 
Caressing our wrinkles 
They will soothe our pains 
Help us up again and again,
A Band of friends. 
Is a love that never ends 

Meet Ali Ali is a little 5 year old  girl who has FOP a genetic conditions which effects 1 in 2 million people find out more about FOP and join Ali's Army here Ali's Army

Monday, 30 April 2012

Rainbows In The Sky


Rainbows in the sky, 
Are tricks mainly of the eye, 
For tiny sprites are climbing stairs 
Into fluffy clouds hanging there,
Beyond the marshmallow swirls 
Up those glassy stairs that curl,
Up and up they rise 
To the fairy castle in the skies 
Sprites of red, orange, green and blue 
Yellow, violet and an indigo hue
Gather every time it rains
But only when the sun shines, 
To gossip, party and have a grand time,
So if a rainbow suddenly appears 
Bow to the wonder and give a cheer 
Blow up a gentle kiss 
Who Knows a sprite my grant you your dearest wish !


Wednesday, 25 April 2012

The Fairy Ring

The Fairy Ring 
(There is music below)

When you stir in bed and take a yawn 
As the moonlight fades and in comes the dawn 
Sleepily do you hear a magical ting
Its not your imagination 
It's the queen of the fairies calling all to the fairy ring, 
Delicately and with flair they prance 
To meet and speak of the annual fairy dance 

They chat excitedly with such glee 
Along with the butterflies, swans and bees 
They talk of fairy dresses shining like silk, 
Made from rose petals and flowers of the same ilk 
The swans preening at their snow white feathers become flustered
For as fairy carriages they obey the queens rules,
And pass muster,
The butterflies will attend for d├ęcor,
The buzzing bees supply the music and perhaps an encore. 

So with all the arrangements made
The fairies leave their wooded glade 
With dreams of fairy castles in the sky 
When they will dance merrily and excitedly fly,
The swans will fly them through the clouds 
And those busy bees will play real loud,
So if you see a fairy ring 
Remember how much joy it brings, 
Never to touch those rings is a must,
For all the party plans are written in fairy dust! 

Tuesday, 17 April 2012

The Silliness Bug

The Silliness Bug 

Silliness isn't catching, it's not a disease 
It's all very natural just like a big sneeze   
Silliness can be so much fun, 
Though as you get older it becomes undone! 

Grown ups seem to have lost the silliness bug 
So when you feel silly just give one a hug !
Watch their eyes twinkle, sparkle and shine, 
It brings back their memories of their silliness times !

So keep messing around, acting silly, behaving like a clown 
Keep the silliness bug and vamoosh all the frowns ! 
Spread all the love and hugs that silliness brings, 
Soon you may hear giggling that sings ! 

So lets spread the silliness disease 
Watch the grown ups be daft, Please ! 
Then everyone can have at least some times 
When Life all around is *****Yipees ! 

Wednesday, 4 April 2012

A Dogs Dinner

A Dogs Dinner 
Pic from Mail Online 
Eat! Eat! eat the lot 
My mum says 
As she dishes slop 
Go on eat it up !
If you don't eat 
You'll stop growing ...Just Stop ! 

Eat! Eat! eat some more 
My mums says
Sneaking slop to my dog on the floor 
Good boy she says for eating up
Well my dog needs it too.... he's just a pup! 

Eat! Eat! eat it all 
My mum always says 
Your'll grow up tall 
Eat it all up but it's not a race 
Eat it nicely,have manners
Don't be a disgrace !

So what I can't eat 
I share with my pup  
Together we're a team 
We eat it all up 
We're not a disgrace 
My plate is squeaky clean
Empty, no waste !! 

Saturday, 11 February 2012

Fairies In Bluebell Woods

Fairies In Bluebell Woods 
Coton Manor bluebell woods
 © David Ross

In the spring time where the bluebells spread,
Is a magical wonderland where fairies are wed,
They gather from all over the lands,
Holding their sweethearts delicate hands, 
They fly with grace and lightening speed, 
The fairy queen in front, taking the lead 
Then under those turquoise, bluebell blooms 
Are aisles full of nervous fairy brides and grooms 
If you listen very carefully you can hear the bee's humming, 
The elves on fallen acorns drumming 
Butterflies will flit and flutter
As those loved up fairies utter
The words that will bond them together, forever
Then when you see a misty, hazy blue, 
It's not just the sweet morning dewy, dew, 
It's all the married fairies taking flight 
What you are seeing is a sparkly light 
What a joy ,what a surprise 
For the light of  love can be seen clearly to our eyes !

Saturday, 28 January 2012

Grandads Knee

Grandads Knee

My granddaddy always said to me 
You wait until your thirty three 
You'll have some little'uns of your own
Your little princess or prince will sit upon this throne, 
This throne that's reserved just for you
Till childhood fairyland bids adieu.                                                      

So upon his knee I'd clumsily scramble,
Listening to his stories and rambles, 
His stories were off  far of lands, 
Of fairy queens, her kingdom and commands, 
The only wish he had for me 
Was I be as happy as happy as I could be.

On his throne that was his knee,
My childhood was like a fantasy, 
No seat ever has replaced that spot
That I'd climb upon as a tiny, tiny, tot 
Perhaps if grandaddies knees  were the law 
I'd still see my fantasy lands of wonder and awe 

Tuesday, 24 January 2012

Nonsense A Go Go 
In the middle of the Congo,
Lives a very hairy mango 
Who strums upon a human banjo. 
While the ultra slim thin rhinos 
Dance a street dance fandango, 
Circled by short legged flamingos
Screaming house, playing bingo!
Waiting for the mummified Pharaoh
To tiptoe through for a tango,
All partying together in their tropical a go go !

Animated African Animals

A Fairy Is Born

A Fairy Is Born 

Blow the bubbles, 
And look carefully 
Can you see 
The delicate wing of a little fairy ?

For every time a bubble is created 
The mummy fairies giggle,all excited 
Cos they have waited and waited, 
For the magical soapy bubbles to be sighted !

Look at the bubbles can't you see 
The birthing of a tiny fairy 
      The rainbow colours dancing in the light 
Are the tiny wings of a little sprite!

So blowing bubbles isn't just for fun 
It's the start of a fairies life 
 That's only just begun 
So blow your bubbles and you will see 
The tiny delicate wings, 

Of a brand new fairy! 



An Elephant looked out upon a darkened sky
He closed his eyes and muttered my, oh my !
Shaking and quaking in his boots,
His trunk couldn't help making  involuntary toots.

A friendly little likeable pooch
Was taking a leisurely lonely mooch,
When suddenly he jumped high,oh so high!
As he heard the elephants deafening tooting cry.

The little pooch headed towards the hullabaloo,
 He met the humongous Elephant,
And thought what to do, what to do?
He wasn't frightened or wasn't scared.

He guided the elephant and showed he cared,
Strengths are different within us big and small
But working together make even the smallest of us tall.

 Many thanks to ManicD Daily for the use of the Picture 

The Jungle Beat

The Jungle Beat 

Marvin The Monkey had  wander lust, 
To forsake his home, 
Find his Love for music was a must. 

He packed for a safari, 
animated gifsanimated gifsTaking his secret weapons, 
His musical bananas Cheeky and Charlie. 

They trudged miles to the beach, 
To recreate the sound, 
Of the jungle beat.  

Cheeky and Charlie their guitars, they did strum, 
Marvin used coconuts. 
To play Like a drum.

Free Animations
The sounds they made were so cool, 
Soon they were begged,
To open a rock school.

So Marvin ,Cheeky and Charlie, 
Worked hard at what they loved, 
And lived their lives happily !

Not A Purple People Eater

Not a Purple People Eater 

I'm not a purple people eater, 
My diet is much ,much cheaper, 
I'm a creature that lurks in your mind,
Just colour the purple within the lines, 
Take chalk, crayons or what ever you wish. 
All thoughts of horrid monsters will be banished, 
You can hang me on your wall,
Where I'll protect you from all things creepy, 
Until your eyes gently close,
 Then you'll feel safe
 Sleepy !


Just say cheese
Please Oh Please 
A cheesy grin 
It's not a sin 
To make a smile 
It's not a trial 
just wait for the flash 
then you can dash 
of to play 
for the rest of the day 
just say cheese please 
all mummies and daddies 
will make this plea 
Just say Cheese...... pleaseeeeee !!!!

A Fairy Tale

A Fairy Tale 
Margaret Bednar

Marshmallow clouds in a vanilla sky 
Surround a sugar castle
The colour of cherry pie 
At it's door there stands proud, 
Unicorns who have vowed 
To protect the fairies
Who come to play 
With the buzzing bees
That dance and buzz all day. 

Within the pink sugar castle. 
A princess excitedly awaits 
Her prince charming 
To arrive for their dinner date 
Where  penguins on skates 
Serve their meal off ice crystal plates
The skinny little crickets will play their wings 
Making summer music 
While love birds chirp along and sing.

Prince charming will kneel 
Take his Princess by her delicate hand, 
He'll ask her then to be Queen in this wonderful fairy land 
The buzzing bees and fairies will dance 
While those magical unicorns will daintily prance 
In the garden of their sugar candy castle 
Found in the fluffy marshmallow clouds
Where only very, very, happy fairy tales are allowed !

Dreamy Dragons

Dreamy Dragons 
Natasha Head 

                                       The last two baby dragons 
That roamed the earth, 
Only blew fire of lava for mirth, 
Without big grown up dragons there to help 
They feasted upon only fruits, candy and kelp, 
Every day they frolicked around and jousted, 
Their wickedness diluted, slowly ousted, 
 The red,hot raging, fire that they breathed, 
Diminished daily as they teethed
Their skin that was very, very, dry and glum 
Turned bright, beautiful, rainbow colours that were fun 
So the fire breathing beasties of the past, 
Those bad ones were never ever going to last. 
Now all the dragons in our minds, 
Are now beautiful,colourful and kind!  
Breathing only stardust and moon beams
Popping up only in our fairy tales and favourite dreams! 

Pippa The Posing Penguin

Pippa The Posing Penguin 

Pippa the penguin dreamt every night
Of little sprites that weren't black or white
They usually danced and pranced
In and around her bed
Sprinkling  stardust occasionally upon her head
Then one very, very, snowy, snowy night
Pippas dream seem different real, somehow bright!
The little sprites who weren't black and white,
Sprinkled the stardust up and down and all around,
      They got all together and made Pippa laugh like a clown,
They tickled her toes,
her tail ,flippers
and then her nose
The stardust stuck and created a sensation
Pippa was a star in her snowy,snowy nation
 In her two tone world of black and white
Pippa was front page news overnight !

Cool Mountain Cats

Cool Mountain Cats 

Conrad a crazy cool cat,
Thought he was so cool,
He'd race down a mountain,
Without going splat.

Chemmy the sno bunny
Offered him advice,
She told him to turn,
  Watch out for ice!

Conrad who always  knew better
Skied downhill straight
Down, down
He flew till it was too late!

Conrad the crazy cool cat,

Had not listen 
The mountain was icy and steep 
He landed at the bottom in a heap
A sore and meowing splat 
Conrad the embarrassed silly cat 

Chemmy the sno bunny, 
Snow plowed and turned,
Skied down and returned,
Again and again, 
She felt such a thrill
Conquering the hill! 

 So who was the coolest cat on the mountain 
That day ?

Why ?

 WHY ?

Mummy why can't I plant my tree 
Where my Prince Charming 
Will Marry me 

Mummy why can't I Plant my tree
Where all the magic fairies dance
To the buzzing of the  honey bees 


Mummy why can't I plant my tree
In a land of green 
Where everyone is free                                
WHY ?                                                                                                            

Mummy why can't I plant my tree
Where purple dragons roam and snore 
They'd be so gentle no-one would flee 

Mummy I want to plant my tree
With Daddys spade 
In my red welly boots 
 Just you and me!