Children's Poems and Rhyming Story Off Limits by Terry Lerdall-Fitterer And Kay Brooks - Children's Stories Net

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Poems and Ryhming Stories     Off Limits   Reader Star Rating:   Terry Lerdall-Fitterer And Kay Brooks   Childrens-Stories.net Terms of use: you may view online and freely print a single paper copy of the entire story page for your own personal domestic private use, individual qualified Teachers may also freely print additional paper copies for teaching purposes within their own educational establishment. Any other use is strictly prohibited without prior written consent by letter from us, please see the contact us button above.     I used to save a lot of stuff, Till Mother hollered, "That's Enough!" And made me have, all day, a fear That something nice would disappear. I hurried home from school, to see What damage had been done to me, And when I went to find the rocks I'd hidden underneath my socks, I saw it, almost in a flash, That all my things were in the trash!   I groped around beneath my bed To find the skin the snake had shed, And noticed, with the carpet bare, That nothing that I loved was there; My favorite hunk of termite log, A can of worms, a friendly frog, The flies I caught to keep him fat, The fur from when I brushed the cat, She even took a dried-up toad That someone flattened on the road.   It all was gone, a tooth or two, The jellyfish with purple goo, The spider in the plastic cup That ate my caterpillar up, The starfish with the funny smell, The salamander from the well, A lobster claw, a robin's egg, A broken piece of something's leg, A face I carved in bubblegum, A bandage from my bloody thumb.   She even took the Styrofoam I found in dumps and dragged back home, And tossed it all, I guess because She didn't know how sad it was To look around and find things gone, You like to stare at, off and on. I understand, she isn't mean Just has this thing on being clean, But still, I think I'll write a sign That UNDERNEATH THE BED IS MINE!       If you enjoyed this story, there are many more in our collection, to register for more Free Stories please click below or click the Free Story Access button top left on this page.     Click Here    to Register for more Free Stories.     Story Rating      If you've already registered please rate this story below from your own point of view. Click one of the radio buttons next to a star below and then enter your registered email address. You can only rate each story once. Not Yet Rated You consider the story is OK You think the story is Good You would Recommend the story The story is Outstanding        Enter your Registered Email eg: [email protected]     click button to rate story Story star ratings shown (2 to 5 stars) are the average of all rating scores to date, these may not update immediately subject to browser and local cache settings, in some cases it may take a few hours.     Thanks for your interest and happy reading.