1. Poems © 2015 albert-learning.com Poems

2. © 2015 albert-learning.com Purple cow I never saw a Purple Cow, I never hope to see one; But I can tell you, anyhow, I'd rather see than be one.

3. Poems © 2015 albert-learning.com Little crocodile How doth the little crocodile Improve his shinning tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly spreads his claws, And welcomes little fishes in, With gently smiling jaws!

4. Poems © 2015 albert-learning.com The loin The lion, the lion, he dwells in the waste, He has a big head and a very small waist; But his shoulders are stark, And his jaws they are grim, And a good little child will not play with him.

5. Poems © 2015 albert-learning.com A nice mice I think mice Are rather nice. Their tails are long, Their faces small, They haven't any Chins at all. Their ears are pink, Their teeth are white, They run about The house at night. They nibble things They shouldn't touch And no one seems To like them much. But I think mice Are nice.

6. Poems © 2015 albert-learning.com Wind Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you; But when the leaves hang trembling The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I; But when the trees bow down their heads The wind is passing by.

7. Poems © 2015 albert-learning.com Pretty picky sister My sister's pretty picky. She likes to pick a fight. She always wants to pick the film on family movie night. She picks her teeth with toothpicks. She's skilled at picking locks. She picks her Mine craft pickaxe to pick away at blocks. She's always picking flowers. She picks on her guitar. She's even picky when she's picking out a candy bar. I only wish that, now and then, she might pick up her clothes. I also wish she wasn't quite so picky with her nose.

8. Poems © 2015 albert-learning.com A funny cat I taught my cat to clean my room, to use a bucket, brush and broom, to dust my clock and picture frames, and pick up all my toys and games. He puts my pants and shirts away, and makes my bed, and I would say it seems to me it's only fair he puts away my things on the chair. In fact, I think he's got it made. I'm not as happy with our trade. He may pick up my shoes and socks, but I clean out his litter box.

9. Poems © 2015 albert-learning.com Reviewed By Reviewed On Comments / Changes Made Vidyesh22.09.2015N.A.