Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Willie the Burper

For the last few weeks of school Ezra's teacher has been sending home poems for the kids to read and memorize.  After they  have their poems all polished up, they recite them to the teacher and bring home a new poem to work on.  Today Ezra came home with a new poem to memorize.  There was a note at the top:  "This one is special for Ezra."  Here is his new poem to memorize.

Willie the Burper
By Bill Dodds
Some kids can talk like Donald Duck,
some kids know how to chirp.
But Willie J. can swallow air
and then rip off a burp.

He'll belch at home and in the car
and at his grandma's, too.
His grandpa always laughs and says,
"That's what I used to do."

"It's not my fault," he tells his mom,
"that they're inside of me.
I feel them run around down there
and want to set them free."

It's hard to say what causes this,
but there's no use to try.
I wonder how a zillion burps
fit in this little guy.


Alice said...

Laughed out loud! I'd like to hear him say the poem. Bet he has a grin on his face!!

Anonymous said...

Ha! Reminds me of "When You Spit From the Twenty-Sixth Floor" by Shel Silverstein. -kdk

Megan Miller said...

What a great teacher! I wonder why she thought of Ezra? haha

The Chatty Housewife said...

Ha HA!