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Rhyming poems for kids are one of the sure good ways of helping kids learn all about rhymes and all that relates to rhymes just the way that you will love it. Rhyming words for kids are great ways of teaching children about words that somehow sound alike but have different meanings. It is best that you write great, captivating and attention attracting rhyming poems for kids because they will simply love it and it will help to make kids get very much interested in learning and knowing things that are related to words and the English Language. It is always best to teach kids things through informal methods as this method works well for them and it also helps to make them become interested in learning what you want to teach them. Rhyming poems for kids is one of the great ways of teaching kids great things that will be helpful to them in the future through informal, simple and funny ways.

Rhyming Poems For Kids

It is best that you get the kids to listen to the rhyming poems for kids by making use of rhyming words that are interesting, funny and captivating that the kids will love to repeat after you because of the way that the words sound in the ears. It is also great to know that most of the rhyming poems for kids are poems that will make the kids become interested in wanting to know how the words to be rhymed are chosen or made out. It is also a good way that you will be able to let the children know how fascinating it is to know the English Language because it is when you know the English Language that you will be able to rhyme your words that will help you create nice and interesting rhyming poems for kids. Another great thing that will make the kids love rhyming poems for kids is the way that the rhyming poems for kids are read to them.

Rhyming Poems For Kids

1) Halfway down the stairs

Halfway down the stairs

is a stair where I sit.

There isn’t any other stair

quite like it.

I’m not at the bottom,

I’m not at the top;

So this is the stair

where I always stop.

 

Halfway up the stairs

Isn’t up and isn’t down.

It isn’t in the nursery,

It isn’t in town.

And all sorts of funny thoughts

Run ’round my head.

It isn’t really anywhere!

It’s somewhere else instead!

2) The sun was blazing that day

The sun was blazing that day

As my friends and I walked along.

Then we heard the sound,

Oh that beat, to a great, great song.

 

It was the day of the Hippo Hop Dance,

That we learned comes once a year.

And no matter who they were,

They just knew, that they had to be there.

 

Hippos were everywhere; they were jumping,

They were moving their feet.

They threw their hands, up in the air,

Just grooving to the beat!

 

That safari turned out to be,

Much more than we could hope.

It’s not often, that one sees,

Hippos dancing and jumping rope.

 

People ask, where’s the photos?

For a tradition so long and proud.

And I am quick, to let them know,

That no cameras were allowed.

3) Through the house what busy joy,

Through the house what busy joy,

Just because the infant boy

Has a tiny tooth to show!

I have got a double row,

All as white, and all as small;

Yet no one cares for mine at all.

He can say but half a word,

Yet that single sound’s preferred

To all the words that I can say

In the longest summer day.

He cannot walk, yet if he put

With mimic motion out his foot,

As if he thought he were advancing,

It’s prized more than my best dancing.

4) Once there was an elephant,

Once there was an elephant,

Who tried to use the telephant-

No! No! I mean an elephone

Who tried to use the telephone-

(Dear me! I am not certain quite

That even now I’ve got it right.)

 

Howe’er it was, he got his trunk

Entangled in the telephunk;

The more he tried to get it free,

The louder buzzed the telephee-

(I fear I’d better drop the song

Of elephop and telephong!)

5) Ferdinand Frog found a flip-flopping

Ferdinand Frog found a flip-flopping flea frolicking cheerfully.

“What’s this that I see?

Frogs don’t get fleas! This should never happen to me.

Flee little flea. Be away with thee.”

“We’ll see,” said the flea, sitting on the frog’s knee.

“If first you’ll do something for me.”

“What,” asked the frog, “could I possibly do for thee?”

“Well,” said the flea. “Go find me a dog.”

“Or a big bellied hog.”

“Yes, there, I might live quite happily.”

6) Last night I had the sneezes

Last night I had the sneezes.

I was really very ill.

My mother called the doctor

who prescribed a purple pill.

 

At eight o’clock I went to bed.

My mom turned out the light.

I used up one whole box of Kleenex

sneezing through the night.

 

I sneezed my brains out in my bed.

I didn’t get much rest.

So that’s the reason, teacher,

that I flunked the spelling test.

7) Twinkle, twinkle, little star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are!

Up above the world so high,

Like a diamond in the sky!

 

When the blazing sun is gone,

When he nothing shines upon,

Then you show your little light,

Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

 

Then the traveller in the dark,

Thanks you for your tiny spark,

He could not see which way to go,

If you did not twinkle so.

 

In the dark blue sky you keep,

And often through my curtains peep,

For you never shut your eye,

Till the sun is in the sky.

 

As your bright and tiny spark,

Lights the traveller in the dark,

Though I know not what you are,

Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

8) I must launch out my boat

I must launch out my boat.

The languid hours pass by on the

shore – Alas for me!

The spring has done its flowering and taken leave.

And now with the burden of faded futile flowers I wait and linger.

The waves have become clamorous, and upon the bank in the shady lane

the yellow leaves flutter and fall.

What emptiness do you gaze upon!

Do you not feel a thrill passing through the air

with the notes of the far-away song

floating from the other shore?

9) Monday’s child is fair of face

Monday’s child is fair of face,

Tuesday’s child is full of grace,

Wednesday’s child is full of woe,

Thursday’s child has far to go,

Friday’s child is loving and giving,

Saturday’s child works hard for his living.

And the child that is born on the Sabbath day

 

Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

10) Cobbler, cobbler, mend my shoe

Cobbler, cobbler, mend my shoe,

Give it a stitch and that will do.

Here’s a nail, and there’s a prod,

And now my shoe is well shod.

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