Kids Corner – Word Smith Wisdom

Dorothy’s Day Dream

“Are you staying in?”
The scarecrow said with a grin.
“I’ll be right out” he heard her shout.
“Just trying to figure this out.”
“Tin man and lion are here.”
“I am coming, have no fear.”
“Here I am. Where are we going?”
“We thought we’d do a little strolling.”
“Heading down the yellow brick road.”
“Toward the Emerald City, we’ve been told.”
“We might get to see The Wizard Of Oz.”
“We have purpose. We have a cause.”
“And just what might that be?”
“We’ve told you before. Can’t you see?”
“You guys are losers. You won’t get a thing.”
“All you do is make a scene.”
“We see already you need an attitude.”
“Or, have yours adjusted, if in the mood.”
“We just want to be more human, you see.”
“But, not with your attitude. Not for me.”
“O.k., o.k. I’ll work on that.”
“I just want to go home. That’s a fact.”
So, they skipped on down the road.
Before long, they saw a toad.
“Good morning there Mr toad.”
“What’s good about it?” He spit on the road.
“Well, you are alive and well.”
“I need a kiss to break this spell.”
“I need a princes to kiss me.”
“Then, I will become a handsome prince, you see.”
“Could you give this toad a kiss Dorothy.”
“What?? No!! I might become warty.”
“You need work done on that attitude.”
“Thanks, I can do without your platitudes.”
“Go ask the wizard for help Mr toad.”
“That’s what caused this I’ve been told.”
“Not The Wizard, magic. A witches curse.”
“It was after I told her what she’s worth.”
“She wanted me to be hers, the story goes.”
“I told her I’d rather kiss a toad.”
“So, she put this curse on me.”
“She thought it was real funny.”
“O.k., o.k.” Dorothy gave the toad a kiss.
Next she knew, she was in Kansas and his.
They were in the hay in the barn.
Toto was barking, protecting her from harm.
Tin man, lion. And scarecrow were there too.
Looking around, wondering what to do.
Then they heard a holler from the house.
Dorothy’s mom came to the barn house.
Dorothy’s mom woke Dorothy up.
“You sleeping in the hay again?”
“Come to the house. Supper’s about to begin.”
Dorothy looked around. They were alone.
It was a dream. Enough to make her groan.
She touched her lips. They felt all tingly.
What did that dream do to me?
She shook her head and went to the house.
All during dinner, she was quiet as a mouse.
If nothing else, her attitude was better.
After that day, she was a real go getter.

——————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Battle On The Play Ground

There is little time to mess around.
There is a fight on the play ground.
Nobody knows what they are fighting about.
It started when Joe hit her in the snout.
Break it up. Send them to the principle.
Now, now, let us all be sensible.
What do you mean by that?
Two teachers are fighting. It’s more than a scrap.
I doubt the principle can do much here.
He won’t paddle them, I fear.
Maybe he’ll take them out to lunch.
I’m sure they would like that a bunch.
Besides, I hear he often tips a beer.
That won’t help. That much is clear.
It is a bad example to the kids.
The balls she kneed was his.
He was rolling on the ground in pain.
But, he still managed to hit her with his cane.
Its gotten bloody, and they haven’t stopped.
She bit him with all she’s got.
It was with 2 teeth, maybe three.
He knocked one out trying to get free.
Man, he really split her lip.
She has blood smeared on her hip.
She yelled she hope he rots.
That’s it, I’m calling the cops.
Too late now. I think he had a stroke.
Or a heart attack. He does smoke.
What is this world coming to?
Obviously, not what it’s supposed to do.

—————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Computer Joke Of The Wrong Kind

Little Billy Keefer had a problem.
He didn’t know how to solve them.
After all,—– he is only nine.
Someone hacked his computer time.
He only plays simple computer games.
Makes things explode and go up in flames.
Fun games, like all kids play.
He would like to blow the hacker up some day.
Often, he can’t get in to play.
It says if you want in, pay money today.
He never had to pay before.
He was mad. This means war.
He will talk to his BIG brother.
Get some help with this bugger.
His brother set up a virus to wipe out the hacker.
First he used a thing called a tracker.
Before long, daddy was cussing.
He got a virus and it had him fussing.
Little Billy said “I know how you feel.”
“I had a hacker, but I made him squeal.”
“What!!” daddy yelled. “That was me.”
“I was just playing a joke, you see.”
“Your virus wiped out my computer!!”
“What am I going to do now dear?”
His wife had no sympathy for him.
She felt he got what was coming to him.
What comes around goes around they say.
Better save such jokes for another day.

—————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2018)

Mind Of A Kid

Mind Of A Kid

It is the end,—- I can see.

Someone is closing in on me.

There is no place left to hide.

There is no way to stem the tide.

I’ve begged, cried, and carried on.

Nothing can detour my mom.

I am trapped in this dream.

I can’t awaken, so it seems.

What a nightmare, often repeating.

It seems, there is no more retreating.

I could face it, but I don’t have the nerve.

Life has thrown me a vicious curve.

This is it.—The end at last.

She says: “Come on Timmy, it’s time for your bath.”

————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

A Mystery Bird On Christmas

Mystery Bird On Christmas

A bird appeared on the porch today.

A single bird on Christmas day.

Not a partridge or a cardinal.

I wondered if he had far to go?

A black bird. A crow or raven?

I gave him seed. He stayed then.

He brightened up the day for us.

Hopping around and strutting his stuff.

Was this a sign of something coming?

Some kids went by out front, running.

He didn’t fly away. He just watched.

He flapped his wings. Then he stopped.

Moving aside if someone went out,

He wasn’t afraid, just hopped about.

He stayed on the porch all day.

He was a blessing, I must say.

Each time we looked he was there.

He wasn’t going anywhere.

It was all a mystery to us.

Why did he think we, he could trust?

At sundown he pecked on the door.

Was he hungry and wanted more?

We opened the door and heard him say.

“Merry Christmas,” and he flew away.

———————–R.W. Johnson—–(2016)

The Imagination Of Children

The Imagination Of Children

Children can see things adults can’t.

Adults don’t believe in that rant.

Kids see magical beings, elves, or fairies.

Sometimes things better left buried.

Adults outgrow the magical thinking.

They ignore it without even blinking.

But, how real are these ‘beings.’

They leave kids with a scary feeling.

Like the bogie man in the room.

Or evil climbing out of a tomb.

Physical scratches can appear on kids.

Bruises or cuts will flip parents lid.

Police suspect child abuse.

Foolish to tell them the real excuse.

Seems, the creatures can only appear

to those that believe. That much is clear.

What can be done about such threats?

Scaring little kids almost to death.

Not much, unless you think like a kid.

If you do, can you keep your lid?

If it scares kids, it will scare you.

Transport yourself to that world of magic.

Once there, Can you not be fanatic?

Actually come up with a plan.

One to stop them from coming to this land?

Would it be a wise thing to do?

A lot of children would be depending on you.

Yet, how will this affect their imagination?

They must have one to make a creation.

To reach their full potential in life,

They need that young experience of strife.

Maybe, better to leave well enough alone.

As long as it keeps a subdued tone.

The monsters come and the monsters go.

The children live on, becoming stars of the show.

———————————R.W. Johnson—–(2016)

The Truth About Cheese

“What do you mean?,”
Said the cheese to the spread.
“It is what I’ve seen.”
“Don’t let it go to your head.”

“I won’t” the cheese said.
“Yet, I still do not see.”
“What I mean” said spread.
“Is cheese can bind you up, see?”

“I would never do such a thing.”
“Can they ‘poop’ when done?”
“Think of all the joy cheese can bring.”
“I was thinking of another type of fun.”

“Look spread, get your facts straight.”
“That is how it was told to me.”
“Someone was jiving you to take the bait.”
‘Why would pizza mess with me?”

“Pizza? He causes nightmares you know.”
“He said you made up most of him.”
“He is no better than a ‘Sloppy’ Joe.”
“Me being blamed for him is slim.”

“He is the one that can be binding.”
“I just go along for the ride.”
“He can set one’s stomach grinding.”
“I ought to rip him a new hide.”

“Sorry, I guess I got it all wrong.”
“It’s o.k. spread, now you know the truth.”
“I will now sing a new song.”
“No, no spread. Pizza may raise the roof.”

“I must go with him to keep him good.”
“He would be in real trouble without me.”
“Cheese keeps him tasting like he should.”
“Without me, he is nothing, you see.”

—————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2016)

Bearmares

She is over here.
She is over there.
She is everywhere.
I turn left.
I turn right.
There she is.
Within my sight.
I can’t flee.
Can’t you see?
She’ll find me.
I can’t be free.
She is here.
She is there.
She is in my hair.
She’s at my table.
She’s in my bed.
I can’t be free.
She’s in my head.
You don’t care.
Because I’m a bear.
She is Goldielocks.
Well, just don’t stare.

—–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Fractured Nursery Rhymes

Fractured Nursery Rhymes

Mary had a little lamb.

It’s fleece was a dirty mess.

So Mary washed it in the creek.

As it dried it choked to death.

Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater.

Had a wife & couldn’t keep her.

He put her in a pumpkin shell.

He ate the whole thing. He did well.

Bah, bah, black sheep.

Have you any wool?

Take a guess, creep.

Get an eye full.

Jack Sprat could eat no fat.

His wife wouldn’t eat any lean.

So he divorced her & got a cat.

The 2 of them licked the plate clean.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.

Humpty Dumpty had quite a fall.

He splattered yoke on the stones.

Now he lays there in rapture & moans.

Jack and Jill went up the hill.

They said they were going for water.

What they did gave them a thrill.

Now, soon he will be a father.

Hi diddle diddle. The cat & the fiddle.

The cow jumped over the moon.

On his way down, he said with a frown.

“I think I’ll make buttermilk soon.”

Tom Thumb, said with a gleam in his eye.

“I really like pie.”, as he stuck in his thumb

and he pulled out a plumb. He said

“”Damn, I hate plumb pie.”

Who goosed the moose?

Who turned the lunatic loose?

Who wrote these nursery rhymes?

“It was I” he said between the lines.

——————————R. W. Johnson—–(2015)

Pinky And The Brain

Pinky And The Brain

I remember him, always sneaking around.

He had plans to blow up the town.

It could be a practice run for so much more.

This kid was rotten to the core.

He had plans to take over the world, I guess.

They say the stuff on his computer was a mess.

It would make a good script for an action movie.

If he actually tried, it wouldn’t fool me.

So, they ended up locking him away.

Where he could sit and plan all day.

Best pray they never let him go.

If they do, the world will soon know.

He is a genius with a twisted mind.

He would destroy all mankind.

He refers to himself as ‘The Brain.’

He never considered he could be insane.

‘Pinky’ is a real close friend of his.

Pinky & the Brain. With a team like this,

you know what they will do each day.

Plot to take over the world, they say.

The Brain is incurable. totally lost.

Pinky follows The Brain at any cost.

I know the day is coming soon.

The Brain will escape all the buffoons.

Or, so he calls them, as a matter of fact.

He says in the brain department, they lack.

When The Brain is turned loose on the world,

with Pinky to do the heavy work in a whirl.

The earth will only have a short time

before The Brain takes over & “Makes it mine.”

But, if they are stopped, never fear.

Tune in next week if you want to cheer.

For Pinky & The Brain will be back again.

Maybe they will succeed then.

—————————————–R. W. Johnson—–(2015)