Poem © 2014 Em Lynas
Illustration © Sam Zuppardi
Monsters don’t live under beds. That would just be silly...
 I AM LION!
(a parody of Helen Reddy’s song “I Am Woman”) I am lion, hear me roar, Don’t call me 'bunnykins' any more For I’m not your cute and furry little friend. If you look here underneath, Then you’ll see my vicious teeth. This cuddly-wuddly talk has finally got to end! Yes, I look soft, But I’m harder than you know. Yes, I am small, But it’s only ‘til I grow. If I want to I can be anything. I am fierce. I am unhuggable. I am lion! Call me ‘good’ and I get badder, Call me ‘sweet’ and I get madder, Call me ‘rabbit’ and then watch me lose control. Though your words they sometimes shame me, They’re just names--they’ll never tame me. I’m a lion deep inside my fluffy soul! Yes, I look soft, But I’m harder than you know. Yes, I am small, But it’s only ‘til I grow. If I want to I can be anything. I am fierce. I am unhuggable. I am lion! I am lion! I am lion! RAR!!! Poem © 2014 Rebecca Colby Illustration © Sam Zuppardi  From Soles the shoe shop I collected,
Boots I lovingly selected. I carefully unwrapped their box, And pulled them over stripy socks. They would not walk upon the floor, But started climbing up the door. Then headed off across the ceiling, Giving me a sickly feeling. Suddenly they jumped down hard, And sprinted off into the yard. Then out the gate and down the track, I don’t think I am coming back. Poem ©2014 Katherine Lynas Illustration © 2014 Sam Zuppardi  From the day that he was born,
Wilson wished he was a lion. Wilson always was a roaring, When the other kits were crying. None of them would talk to him, They'd laugh at him and scoff, Until a hungry fox turned up, And Wilson scared him off. If you are born a rabbit, Then a rabbit you must stay But who’s to say a rabbit Cannot roar and win the day? So please don’t laugh at rabbits, If they think that they are lions. They’re smallish on the outside, But inside… they are GIANTS. Words: © Kathryn Evans Illustration: © Sam Zuppardi  Illustration by Sam Zuppardi The postman knocks once,
The postman knocks twice. Rap rap! Tappy tap! Don’t answer that door! This postman ain’t nice. Prue stands transfixed in the hallway, her back to the locked kitchen door. The letterbox rattles, and through it appears Not a letter or parcel or packet, oh no! But a horrible hairy great PAW ... A paw! A claw! A slavering jaw! Tongue dripping, Tail whipping, Spine slipping, Teeth gripping ... A howl! A growl! An odour most foul! It’s hairy! It’s scary! Prudence, be wary! The wolfman knocks once, The wolfman knocks twice. Rap rap! Tappy tap! Don’t go through that door, Wolfie - Prue don't play nice ... HoOOWWWwwlllll ! Words: © Lesley Moss Illustration: © Sam Zuppardi |
KIDS!
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