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There’s something growing in my cup by Helen Ross

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There’s something growing in my cup
Don’t know what it could be
I haven’t had a drink from it
For a week or so, you see

I sat it on the kitchen sill
And forgot I’d put it there
I’m looking at this funny thing
Now it’s growing hair

Oh no! It’s moving
Yikes! It’s starting to grow
It’s now got an extra spike
Now I see a toe

It’s such a funny shape
Green and very thick
Yuck! Just looking at it
Really makes me sick

I’m going to be ill
I have to look away
It must go down the drain
Has to be today

I turn the hot tap on
And pour in some detergent
Getting rid of this thing
Is becoming rather urgent

I watch it as it bubbles
In my little cup
The hot water slowly
Swishes the green thing up

As I rinse my cup
I turn the cold tap on
And look inside my mug
Oh good! It now has gone

Source:  Bubble Gum Trouble and Other Giggle Poems by Helen Ross. Little Steps Publishing, New Frontier, 2009.

Webster by Helen Ross

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Webster is my teddy
He feels so warm and strong
My favourite of all my toys
I have known him for so long

He listens to my stories
But does not say too much
Just sits there quietly
He softens to my touch

Webster loves being cuddled
And gives me such a smile
He is always well dressed
Webster has a lot of style

Webster is very smart
And likes to wear bow ties
He thinks he looks distinguished
Webster wouldn’t tell me any lies

When I am not at home
He rests on my bed
Or sits on the window sill
And sometimes a chair instead

He accepts me for who I am
Someone on whom I can depend
We’ll always be together
Webster is my best friend.

Source:  Bubble Gum Trouble and Other Giggle Poems by Helen Ross. Little Steps Publishing, New Frontier, 2009.

Cats in the Toilet Paper by Helen Ross

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What’s that scurrying about?
It’s the sound of tiny paws
The cats are along the hallway
What’s that between their claws?

Oh no! It’s the toilet paper
That they’re dragging behind
Along the wooden hallway
And over the kitchen blind

There’s toilet paper everywhere
They’ve left nothing bare
The cats have left a trail
While travelling without a care

Now someone is shouting
Oh no! It’s my Dad
He’s covered in toilet paper
And does look rather mad

Something’s moving toward me
Skidding on the floor
It’s Hans, our cute puppy
With paper around a paw

The cats have been everywhere
Around light shades and  plants
Toilet paper’s handing in cupboards
Around our clothes and underpants

The cats have gone outside
Paper is wrapped around a pole
There seems a lot of paper
Oh no! They’ve got another roll.

Source:  Bubble Gum Trouble and Other Giggle Poems by Helen Ross. Little Steps Publishing, New Frontier, 2009.