Text Box: from the book, Calling All Animals

 


What is PunOETRY?

PunOETRY™ is a humorous blend of puns and poetry, put together in a way that kids of all ages enjoy. It is also structured to help elementary-aged children learn about and understand word-play (perhaps for the first time) without interfering with the humor for the more pun-savy. Here are some examples from Calling All Animals                   

 

The American Eagle

 

 

Salute the American eagle.

Though scary to quite a few folks,

He’s a very good bird, always keeping his word.

He is loyal and he never smokes.

 

The USA’s pride and its symbol

Majestically takes to the air.Text Box: from the book, Calling All Animals

He’s American bred from atop his bald head

To his red, white, and blue underwear.

 

But what if the eagle is ailing?

He no longer acts regally.

There are lots of mistakes, and each move that he makes

Is an action done ill-eaglely.                               (illegally)

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Here is a sample poem, revised from its version in  There's a Hippo in My Locker:

 

A Geographic Meal by Jeff Nathan                         

 

I’m Hungary right before my meal,                            

And boy, this hunger sure Israel,                              

So, time now, to get China for the table.                   

A Cuba sugar in my tea,                                              

Then Turkey’s the first food for me,

And next,  it’s time for Chile, if I’m able.                  

                                                                                        

Oh, could Jamaica pizza please                                 

And open a Canada peas.                                           

Iraq of ribs should follow what you're making.

I’ll have this Danish - one more piece,                     

With French fries just pulled from the Greece.       

This Sweden sour pork, though, has me aching.     

                                                                                         

“Come quickly, now”, said an old man,

Russia over hereand so Iran,                                

Just as that stuffed and bloated feeling gripped me. 

The man told me he had a cure,                                   

“Oh, Italys this Spain, for sure.”                               

I bought some of his pills but, gosh, Egypt me.

                                                                                           

So, doubled over from the pain,                                    

It isn’t fair that I complain;                                            

Common sense is more of what I’m needing.              

Instead of gorging like a dummy,

I could use this rule of thumby:

“You should never travel while you’re eating.”

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