Mike’s Bike
There once was a boy named Mike
And he loved to ride his bike
He rode down a hill
He caught a big chill
That was a time not to like
Flightless Birds
Some birds soar very high
And some prefer not to fly
They waddle and run
To have some fun
And some people wonder why
The King of Beijing
There once was a man from Beijing
Who dreamed one day to be king
He put on a crown
That quickly fell down
That funny little man from Beijing
Bell
That bell on top of the tower
That looks like a golden big flower
It loved to ring
It loved to sing
It would even sing in a rain shower
There once was a boy named Mike
And he loved to ride his bike
He rode down a hill
He caught a big chill
That was a time not to like
Flightless Birds
Some birds soar very high
And some prefer not to fly
They waddle and run
To have some fun
And some people wonder why
The King of Beijing
There once was a man from Beijing
Who dreamed one day to be king
He put on a crown
That quickly fell down
That funny little man from Beijing
Bell
That bell on top of the tower
That looks like a golden big flower
It loved to ring
It loved to sing
It would even sing in a rain shower
tPopcorn
The kernels, the kernels
So mighty and strong
Burst when you hear a popping song
They waltz with the butter
And sing with the salt
And they jerk right open without a hesitation
or one little halt
they howl and leap
and you hear a beep
they all stop pounding
and you hear no more kernels hopping and bounding
once they are in a bowl
you begin to munch
grasping them by handfuls
or by the bunch
you chomp them down
until they are gone
and then with one big yawn
you decide you’re still hungry
and prepare another batch
for you can have not one but another to match
The kernels, the kernels
So mighty and strong
Burst when you hear a popping song
They waltz with the butter
And sing with the salt
And they jerk right open without a hesitation
or one little halt
they howl and leap
and you hear a beep
they all stop pounding
and you hear no more kernels hopping and bounding
once they are in a bowl
you begin to munch
grasping them by handfuls
or by the bunch
you chomp them down
until they are gone
and then with one big yawn
you decide you’re still hungry
and prepare another batch
for you can have not one but another to match