He came running from the kitchen His index finger for a gun. “Bang! Bang! Bang! You’re dead, Uncle Ron!” He shouted back, still on the run. “Never point a gun at people, Just shoot monsters,” Uncle Ron said. “Okay, play like you’re a monster. Bang! Bang! Now play like you are dead.”
Category: Poems for Children
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Aidan’s Gun
June 1st, 2014 — Life with Children, Poems for Children
Why is Tomato Red?
April 6th, 2014 — Poems for Children, Quickies
Why is tomato red? The answer’s quite distressing. Tomato first turned red When he saw Salad dressing!
