As Soon as Fred Gets Out of Bed
a poem by: Jack Prelutsky
As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
his underwear goes on his head.
His mother laughs, "Don't...
Paul Revere's Ride
a poem by: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Listen, my children, and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the eightee...
Thinking
a poem by: Walter D Wintle
If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don’t.
If you’d like to win, but you think ...
