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Having been inspired by Captain Tom Moore, I decided to try and raise some money for the Macular Society by writing 26 poems and rhymes for the 2.6 challenge and hope that this will raise spirits as well as much needed funds for this charity.

Poem for today!

HICKORY DICKORY DOCK

Hickor Dickory Dock,

What has gone wrong with my clock?

It stands in my hall

So handsome, so tall

It's over a 100 years old,

Perhaps it's feeling the cold

Oh, now I think I can put things right

I forgot to wind it up last night

So, Hickory Dickory Dock

There's nothing wrong with my clock

Humpty Dumpty

HUMPTY DUMPTY SAT ON A WALL,

HE WAS WAITING FOR A BUS,

A SMALL QUEUE FORMED SO HE JUMPED DOWN,

HE DIDN'T WANT A FUSS.

HE WENT AND STOOD AT THE HEAD OF THE QUEUE,

A MAN IN THE QUEUE GAVE HIM A
GLARE,

SAYING "GET BACK IN LINE,

THIS POSITION IS MINE"

HUMPTY TRIED TO EXPLAIN WHAT HAD OCCURED,

BUT THE MAN WOULDN'T LISTEN TO A WORD,

INSTEAD, HE GAVE HUMPTY A NASTY THUMP,

AND HUMPTY FELL DOWN WITH A PAINFUL BUMP,

HUMPTY GRABBED THE MAN'S LEG AND TWISTED IT ROUND,

THE MAN FELL NEXT TO HIM ON THE GROUND.

FOLK BOARDED THE BUS AS IT
ARRIVED

AND SOON THEY WERE SEATED SIDE BY
SIDE.

THEN POLICE ARRIVED, TOOK BOTH
MEN AWAY,

OVERNIGHT IN A CELL THEY DID STAY,

NOW HUMPTY DOESN'T SIT ON A WALL,

INSTEAD HE WILL STAND IN LINE, THAT'S ALL.

Diddle Diddle Dumpling

Diddle diddle dumpling my son
John,

Went to bed with his trousers on,

His friends brought him home and put him to bed,

‘He had too many birthday drinks’
they said.

It's Sunday tomorrow, those pants I'll wash and press,

Can't let him start his first job, looking in a mess.

Twinkle twinkle

Twinkle twinkle little star,

What a bore I think you are,

You say your Dad is Ringo Star,

You also say you've met the Queen,

And to Balmoral you have been,

You say you've been on the Royal yacht,

And many photos you have got.

Before you tell me any more,

Perhaps you ought to know the score,

I also know the Queen,

And to Balmoral I have been,

I have  sailed in the Royal yacht,

Many times since I was a tot.

I don't think you have met with me,

I can't recall us having tea,

I don't eat scones with cream and jam,

And Princess Anne is who I am!

Little Tommy Tucker

LITTLE TOMMY TUCKER

SINGS FOR HIS SUPPER,

BUT HE ALWAYS SINGS OUT OF TUNE,

THE AUDIENCE CRINGE,

BUT HE STILL SINGS,

ABOUT A HONEYMOON IN JUNE,

SOMBODY THROWS AN EGG,

WHICH SLITHERS DOWN HIS LEG,

THOUGH HE'S TRIED WITH ALL HIS MIGHT,

THERE'LL BE NO SUPPER TONIGHT,

NOW, LITTLE TOMMY TUCKER

ENJOYS HIS NIGHTLY SUPPER

IN THE KITCHEN OF THE ROSE AND CROWN,

SO EVERYONE IS PLEASED

AND EVERYONE AGREES,

HE'S THE BEST WASHER UPPER IN TOWN.

Tom Tom The Pipers Son

Tom, Tom, the pipers son,

Thought He'd have a bit of fun,

he crept to the field of farmer Grey

Then he stole a pig and ran away.

But he was seen by Mr. Brown,

Who kept a shoe shop in the town.

He knew that Tom would never harm,

That little pig held on his arm.

So Mr Brown caught up with Tom,

who was truly sorry for what he'd done.

The pig was returned that same day,

and Tom was told that he should pay,

so on Saturdays he works quite hard

Washing and brushing the farmers yard.

So this is a lesson Tom has learned,

You should only have what you have earned.

Sing A Song Of Sixpence

Sing a song of sixpence

Or two and a half pence

When ten pence was a shilling

But that’s all changed because,

For sixpence in my younger days,

Could buy fish and chips for two,

Fish was two pence, chips one penny,

With salt and vinegar too.

Half a Crown was 2 and 6,

Or 25p these days,

A packet of tea was 1 and 4

No tea bags in those days,

Four pence would buy me

A fresh cream meringue,

For two pence a Lyons fruit pie.

One
penny would get me a ride on a bus

Just watching the world go by.

We had no computer or TV then,

We’d ride around on our bikes

Or go swimming, dancing, play sports and games

See a film or go on long hikes,

Indoors, we’d listen to the radio,

That was known as wireless then,

We’d sing along to our favourite song,

And dance to the music till the end.

Those were carefree happy days,

But this is one lesson I’ve learned,

We couldn’t then buy what we wanted

Until enough money we’d earned.

Polly Put The Kettle On

Polly put the kettle on,

I'm gasping for a cuppa,

I haven't had a drop to drink

Not since last night's supper.

Suki take it off again,

The waters boiled away,

I think the kettle has sprung a leak,

No tea for me today.

I'll boil some water in a pan,

And make myself a coffee,

With brown sugar and lots of cream,

It should taste like toffee coffee.

No need to make my tea Polly

I've made myself a drink,

Leave the kettle on the trolley Polly,

And the dishes in the sink!

Oranges and Lemons

Oranges and lemons cries this belle,

This belle was once belle of the ball,

But her beauty has faded,

She is feeling quite jaded.

Selling fruit from her market stall.

Old King Cole

Old King Cole was a merry old soul,

His wife was also merry,

She had a very big, red nose

And so he called her Cherry!

I Had A Little Nut Tree

I HAD A LITTLE NUT TREE

NOTHING WOULD IT BEAR,

SO I PRUNED THE TOP OF IT

WITH TENDER LOVING CARE.

I STILL HAVE THAT NUT TREE

AND NOTHING DOES IT BEAR,

I THINK I'LL DIG IT UP AND SEND IT,

TO MY FRIEND IN ABERDARE.

Mary Mary Quite Contrary

MARY MARY QUITE CONTRARY,

HOW DOES YOUR GARDDEN GROW,

WITH GRASS SO TALL, IT HIDES MY BALL,

AND DAFFODILS ALL IN A ROW.

WHY NOT GET IT ALL DUG UP,

THAT WOULD BE BEST BY FAR,

THEN FILL IT ALL IN WITH CONCRETE,

AND YOU'VE SOMEWHERE TO PARK YOUR CAR!

Little Miss Muffet

Little Miss Muffet, sat on a tuffet,

Her feet just touching the floor,

There came a big spider

She stamped her foot hard

That won't frighten her any more.

Little Bo Peep

Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep,

She knew her Mum would be cross,

Mum had bought them at Christmas for Bo

And would be upset at the loss.

Bo searched the house and the garden,

She even looked round the field,

Was there anywhere else to look?

She'd looked till her senses reeled.

Her puppy dog Ben joined the search,

He thought it a very good game,

He didn't know what to look for,

But hoped they would play it again.

But little Ben soon got tired,

So, he took himself off to bed,

Bo came back and found Ben asleep,

But what was that under his head?

The bag where Bo kept her slippers,

To stop Ben from chewing them up,

He must have hidden it in his bed,

The naughty, playful little pup.

Little Bo Peep has found her sheep,

Her beautiful sheepskin slippers,

She called them sheep

They were warm and woolly

But never needed clippers.

Jack Sprat

JACK SPRAT COULD EAT NO FAT,

HE GREW UP LEAN AND TALL,

BUT HIS WIFE PAT,

JUST LOVED THE FAT,

AND NOW SHE'S DEAD,

THAT'S ALL!

LITTLE JACK HORNER

Little Jack Horner STOOD in a corner,

There wasn't a seat left for him,

He'd catered for twenty,

He thought that was plenty,

Had someone not listed sneaked in?

He tried to remember

A family member

He had forgotten to ask,

But they were all there,

They each had a chair

This was an impossible task.

But after a beer,

His mind became clear,

He'd catered for twenty,

He thought that was plenty,

But he hadn't included himself!

And that is why,

Little Jack Horner STOOD in a corner

eating his Christmas pie.

Jack Be Nimble

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,

Off you go and fetch that stick,

We haven't got the ball today,

You lost it somewhere yesterday.

You like to carry the ball I know,

Then you'll drop it down for me to throw

When we reach a wide, open space,

Then I throw it far and off you chase.

But you haven't got your ball today

So, with this stick you'll have to play,

So, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,

Off you go and fetch that stick.

 

Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill went up the hill,

To get a golden tan,

To be the envy of their friends,

before the holidays began.

They laid their blanket on the ground,

Their bodies protected with lotion,

A sudden black cloud covered the sun,

Then there was such commotion.

Thunder roared, lightening flashed,

The rain fell helter skelter,

The grass was wet and slippery,

As the couple ran for shelter.

Now we all know how this story ends,

It ended in disaster,

For Jack fell down and broke his crown,

And Jill came tumbling after.

So, the moral of this story is,

Pride comes before a fall,

We should all remember this,

And keep it in mind, that's all.

Little Boy Blue

LITTLE BOY BLUE

STOP BLOWING THAT HORN,

YOU PLAY THE DARNED THING

FROM DUSK TILL DAWN,

I WORK HARD ALL DAY

AND I NEED MY REST,

WHEN WAKENED THIS EARLY,

I'M NOT AT MY BEST,

SO WHY DON'T YOU DO ME A FAVOUR
AND PLAY

OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY.

Here is my first poem about the old woman who lived in a shoe:

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe,

How she managed, I haven't a clue,

With so many children, so it was said,

No wonder she packed them all off to bed.

There was never a mention of a spouse,

In this most unusual house.

I suppose the children grew up and left,

Leaving their mother alone and bereft.

But many years have passed since then

I, now, have a dog named Ben.

Most days we walk through woodlands deep,

Where wildlife folk, their secrets keep.

One day, in the woods, Ben sniffed around,

Then started to dig a hole in the ground,

Perhaps he thought he might find a mole,

If he could dig a deep enough hole.

I wandered over to see what he'd found,

While digging that deep, dark, hole in the ground.

My blood ran cold at what I saw,

For lying there on that earthen floor,

Was a giant sized shoe,

All tattered and torn,

Occupied now, by woodlice and worm.

Had Ben uncovered the final home,

Of that poor woman who lived all alone?

Then common sense returned to me,

Those thoughts I had could never be,

That old woman way back in time,

Was only a name in a nursery rhyme.

Please see the following links for more details
https://www.macularsociety.org/news/93-year-old-rework-popular-poems-26-challenge

https://www.kentonline.co.uk/kent/news/kent-takes-on-the-2-6-challenge-226285/

All Things Bright and Beautiful

All things bright and beautiful, Are not there any more

The flowers, the trees, the birds and bees were right outside my door.

I can't sit in my garden now, To watch the squirrels at play,

My cottage was demolished, It lies under the motorway.

All the wildlife hereabouts have also moved away,

Like me, their homes were taken, And lie under the motorway.

I was moved to a block of flats, I'd moved in right away

It even has a balcony with plastic flowers on a tray.

From my window, I see flats with balconies just like mine

Where some folk hang out washing, On a makeshift washing line.

My flat is on the seventh floor, I don't care too much for heights,

But I feel a little safer here, away from those weekend fights.

All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small

All these things I valued, but the council took them all.

Bobby Shafto

BOBBY SHAFTO WENT TO SEE,

IF THE JACKET WAS STILL THERE

ON DISPLAY IN THE WINDOW OF

THATCHER, MAJOR AND BLAIR

HE'D GOT TO HAVE THAT JACKET,

HIS NEW TROUSERS IT WOULD SUIT

AND WITH THOSE SILVER BUCKLES

HE WOULD ADD A SPLASH OF BRUT.

WHAT A DISAPPOINTMENT

THE JACKET HAD BEEN SOLD

SO, BOBBY SHAFTO WENT TO SEA.

AND HIS STORY IS NOW TOLD.

Old Mother Hubbard

OLD MOTHER HUBBARD WENT TO THE CUPBOARD,

IT WAS TIME TO MAKE THE LUNCH,

SHE HADN'T HAD HER BREAKFAST YET,

SO, SHE WOULD MAKE IT A BRUNCH.

BUT WHEN SHE GOT THERE,

THE CUPBOARD WAS BARE,

SHE COULDN'T BELIEVE HER EYES.

SHE'D DONE HER SHOPPING YESTERDAY,

AND HER TROLLEY WAS FULL OF SUPPLIES.

SHOPPING DONE, SHE'D LEFT THE STORE

WITH HER HEAVY LOAD,

A WEDDING WAS IN PROGRESS,

IN A CHURCH ACROSS THE ROAD.

SHE'D HOPED TO GET A GLIMPSE OF THE BRIDE,

SO SHE'D PUSHED HER TROLLEY TO ONE SIDE,

OTHERS WERE WATCHING, SHE SAW HER FRIEND, PAT,

SO SHE'D GONE TO JOIN HER, JUST FOR A CHAT.

WHEN THE BRIDE ARRIVED, EVERYONE CHEERED,

HER DAD LOOKED NERVOUS, STROKING HIS BEARD.

THE BRIDE LOOKED STUNNING IN SATIN AND LACE,

SHE'D ENTERED THE CHURCH WITH A SMILE ON HER FACE

PAT SAID SHE WAS HUNGRY AND WOULD BUY FISH AND CHIPS,

I SAID I WOULD JOIN HER, LICKING MY LI PS,

WE TOOK OUR LUNCH ON THE PROM,

AND FOUND OURSELVES A SEAT 

THE  SEAGULLS WERE DELIGHTED

WITH THE FOOD WE COULDN'T EAT.

IT WAS TIME FOR HOME,

THE SUN WAS SLOWLY SETTING,

DRIVING HOME, SHE REALISED

HOW TIRED SHE WAS GETTING.

ON REACHING HOME,

SHE DIDN'T WANT SUPPER

ALL SHE WANTED WAS HER BED AND A CUPPA.

NEXT MORNING SHE WOKE, IT WAS NO JOKE

SHE REMEMBERED THE TROLLEY SHE'D LEFT OUTSIDE,

JUST TO GET A GLIMPSE OF THE BRIDE.

SHE WAS WORRIED NOW AND PHONED THE STORE,

THEY TOLD HER SHE SHOULD WORRY NO MORE,

YOUR LOADED TROLLEY WAS BROUGHT BACK TO US,

SO, COME AND COLLECT IT, NO NEED TO FUSS.

NOW OLD MOTHER HUBBARD

HAS A FULL CUPBOARD!

Tom Tom The Pipers Son

Tom, Tom, the pipers son,

Thought He'd have a bit of fun,

he crept to the field of farmer Grey:

Then he stole a pig and ran away.

But he was seen by Mr. Brown,

Who kept a shoe shop in the town.

He knew that Tom would never harm,

That little pig held on his arm.

So Mr Brown caught up with Tom,

who was truly sorry for what he'd done.

The pig was returned that same day,

and Tom was told that he should pay,

so on Saturdays he works quite hard

Washing and brushing the farmers
yard.

So this is a lesson Tom has learned,

You should only have what you have earned.

Baa Baa Black Sheep

Baa baa black sheep,

I want to knit a vest,

please may I have some wool of yours,

'cos black wool is the best.

I want to knit a vest that reaches to my tum,

not like the one that Mum made,

that hangs below my bum.

Mum said she had a bright idea,

said it would look snappy,

With snap fasteners at the hem,

Then it would serve me as a nappy.

Dr Foster

Dr Foster went to Gloucester, he wanted to buy some new shoes,

His current pair had started to leak, they'd been like that for over a week,

To avoid the rain he'd tried quite hard, but sometimes it caught him off his guard.

He decided to return to Spain to get away from all this rain!

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