Jack the little yellow Dinosaur

FredPeyer

A Poem for my grand-kids:

 

Jack the little yellow dinosaur

Loved fish sticks for his every meal

He ate them all, then wanted more

To him it was a real big deal

 

The fish sticks were all gone one day

Jack started to sniffle, wail and cry

Where are my fish sticks he did say

Can’t you make some more, please try

 

He was so sad and would not eat

He shook his head and said no, no,

I don’t want the veggies or the meat

No fish sticks means I just have to go

 

So off he went to search the world

Looking for his favorite fish

He followed every lead he heard

And tried out every dish

 

But no matter what he tried

Be it soft, hard, hot or cold

Whether boiled, cooked, or even fried

He hated it, so I am told

 

Since fish sticks were always made from fish

Jack thought he should try to find the sea

That had always been his deepest wish

And that is where he now wanted to be

 

He found a blue shack right by the shore

Where a little blue dinosaur sat at a table

Eating fish sticks, yelling come in, there is more

And that is the happy end of the fable

  • Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 11th, 2017 16:31
  • Comment from author about the poem: My grand-daughter loves fish sticks, so I wrote this poem for her and my other grand-kids. Something on the lighter side!
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  • malubotelho

    Wow! I love this cute tale. I have a little blue dinosaur on my bed side table together with a lamb, a cat and a little mouse that resembles Stuart. I love them. I even talk to them. Those are mine and I don't give them to my granddaughter. Thanks for sharing Fred.

    • FredPeyer

      Well Malu, your little blue dinosaur was seen eating fish sticks at the shore shack, together with the little yellow dinosaur!

      • malubotelho

        Yes, so maybe my little blue dinosaur needs a friend. A yellow friend. They have the cutest eyes 👀

      • Louis Gibbs

        I love poems with a happy ending! I'm sure your granddaughter will like it too, Fred.

        • FredPeyer

          Thanks Louis, I hope so too, but if they like it too much, then I will have to write a whole bunch more dinosaur stories. 🙂

          • Louis Gibbs

            You may become the next Doctor Spock. (I think that's his name).

            • FredPeyer

              ....and since my wife already thinks that I never grew up, that may not be a bad thing.

              • Louis Gibbs

                Growing up is overrated!

              • Michael Edwards

                Such a great fun read - nice one Frank.

                • FredPeyer

                  Thank you Michael, it is supposed to be fun and also to be understood by little people, so I could not use very complicated words.

                  • Michael Edwards

                    Thanks Frank - I've been wondering what a collection of words is called but couldn't find a collective noun. Okay so I'm digressing but it's the middle of the night.

                    • FredPeyer

                      Your collection of words is called a 'comment', and you can call me Fred, but if you insist on Frank, that is ok too! 🙂

                      • Michael Edwards

                        Sorry Fred - I've obviously got a mental blockage - a comment - thanks for that.

                      • Gary Edward Geraci

                        Enjoyed your poem Fred. I understand Dr. Seuss poems were written in predominantly anapest metric feet (uuS); had the pleasure walking through the Dr. Seuss themed area at Universal Studios a few weeks ago (Orlando) your poem brings this all rushing back to mind.

                        • FredPeyer

                          Thank you so much for reading, Gary! Have to admit though that I just wrote without any regard to any meter or feet. Just put on paper what popped into my head. Edited only two lines, all the rest is first draft. Am sometimes worried to make it worse by over-editing.

                        • Goldfinch60

                          Good fun write, I bet your grandkids enjoyed it.

                          • FredPeyer

                            Thank you Goldfinch, they have not seen it yet, her birthday is coming up in October. I guess I will have to write maybe another two or three "dinosaur adventures". My daughter is painting as a hobby and can maybe do some illustrations.



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