Daydream

Our life is like a daydream
And is passing as fast as a flowing stream
Sometimes are filled with joy
And some are like a sorrowful scream
It’s just the sun’s scorching beam
Don’t think it to be like ice-cream
But those who live and die for others
They shine here like a moonbeam.

Contributed By:
Asif

Letter

A-tisket, a-tasket,
A green and yellow basket.
I wrote a letter to my love,
But on the way I dropped it.
I dropped it, I dropped it,
And, on the way I dropped it.
A little boy picked it up,
And put it in his pocket.

I dreamt of you last night
Seeing you always brings me delight
You can’t say I’m not with you
And all those suspicions are not true
Wherever you are, I am there
To give you all my love and care
Leaving you is not my thought
I wish we had never fought
Come to me, I’m waiting for you
I wish I could come
And make it up to you

Contributed By:
Areeba

Empty Can

Hie to the market
Jenny came trot,
Spill her buttermilk
Every drop ;every drop
And every dram,
Jenny came home
With an empty can.

A-Z

A was a archer and shot an arrow
B was a big baker eating bread and buns
C was a captain with curly hair
D was a dreamer who rode a donkey
E was an esquire and his elegant elephant
F was a farmer having fun following his plough
G was a goat and a goose was her friend
H was a hunter and he hunted a hare
I was an idler and he would do nothing
J was a jovial judge who liked jumping a lot
K was a king who made me a knight
L was a lion leaping through the leaves
M was a merchant going to the market
N was a nanny nursing a little child
O was an onion growing under an oak
P was a pig who was smoking a pipe
Q was a quarrel with two boys of the town
R was a rat who ate poor Richard’s hat
S was a sheep who was sweet but silly
T was a thoughtful tinker mending a pot
U was my uncle, who had a unicorn
V is a veteran who tells of his valour
W is a watchman who is watching his watch
X was an extravagant but exact xylophone
Y was a yawning youth who did not like yachting
Z was a zigzagging zany, a silly fool

Knee

If you are to be a gentleman,
As I suppose you’ll be,
You’ll neither laugh nor smile,
For a tickling of the knee.

Someone

When one is in sorrow
Someone should be there
Who could take care
And give company
When one is in despair
Life seems so empty
When there is no one to share
The one who could fill you
With good humour and special cheer
Someone should be there to wipe one’s tear
But people with such qualities are very rare.

Contributed By:
Shah