Frogs

Day 30: Halloween is fast approaching, and we all know that witches keep wart covered frogs in their coats.

Frogs

There were three frogs who lived in a pond,

Two were green and the other was blond.

They hopped and croaked,

And splashed and soaked,

And little tadpoles then they spawned.

(you need to pronounce spawned like pond with an s in front: spond, or the last line doesn't rhyme).

Dinosaurs

Day 29: Walking with Dinosaurs. This was one of the greatest documentaries from the BBC when Max's brother was growing up. Funnily though, he always like to watch the documentary of the documentary: The Making of Walking with Dinosaurs.

Max watches these as well as Walking with Monsters, and Walking with Prehistoric Beasts over and over again to the point that he knows the script off by heart. 

As we diplodocus our way towards the end of the month, duck quick you might get swooped on by a pterasaur or hunted by the coelophysis bird that sits in the tree outside....

Dinosaurs

Giants plodding on the earth,

Jumped the queue and got here first.

Scaly claws

And toothy jaws,

They'll eat you if they find the nerve.

And yet, we still want to keep them as pets.

Bread

Day 27: I suppose when you eat sandwiches you need a couple of slices of bread to get started. There is something very comforting about taking a slice of bread and toasting it. I like mine with a tiny scrape of butter and some lemon and lime marmelade. Max prefers his without any additives, although occasionally some chocolate rice finds itself sprinkled on top.

Bread

I like my bread slightly toasted,

Not plain or even almost roasted.

No butter, no jam,

Just cheese, no ham,

A plain piece of bread, not overloaded

Now we should go and bake some.

Joe's Toe

Day 18: Friday was rather busy, and we never found much time to write, however we did start a rhyme that we had to finish today (day 19). So we will have two rhymes today by the time we have finished.

We ate pasta for lunch yesterday, back to our favourite pasta haunt in Singapore. Then we wandered over to a strangely named Union Building in Tras Street to drop off a couple of copies of Mum's new book: Mayan Cocoa: A Halloween Tale. All ready for Halloween and to celebrate All Hallow's Eve.

Joe's Toe

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A grumpy old man named Joe,

Had a habit of stubbing his toe.

So he wore a steel boot

And played on his flute,

While praying for the weather to snow.

It seems to be getting harder to write rhymes - or maybe we are choosing silly subjects.

Water

Day 8: we went to look at mummies, but I didn't like any of them. They didn't have a heart and their eyes, well all I can say is that they gave me one of those stone stares.

We had tons of fun doing some of the activities that came in the "activity bags". It was soon obvious that they some of the tasks were really far too young for an eleven year old. But Max still beat me at the memory game.

I was naughty, I got caught taking a photo of a cat with an earring - but that lady was taking photos, was my quick response. (I looked around, but I couldn't find any Don't Take Photos or we will smash your camera, signs).

Now on to rhymes. We are starting week 2, so I am hoping to see some improvements or creativity blossoming.....

I wanted Max to write about Mummies or Egypt, but he has made his mind up that today's word is water. So, water it is. 

Water

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A huge roomful of water,

Can explode just like a mortar,

It's refreshing to sip,

It's so great for a dip.

And we are 95 percent water. 

There really are not very many "good" words that rhyme with water as we discovered. While daughter was a strong suggestion, it just didn't fit. So, water it was again.

Sausages

6th October 2013.

Well, I stand corrected. I was well and truly wrong. I was convinced that Max would pick the word "pie" for his rhyming word today.

Instead, he chose: sausages. I looked at him, somewhat aghast. How could I have missed that one? Bob, Cats, Milk, Apples, Cheese - it had to be pie. But I overlooked a vital clue... cheese dogs. By association, cheese becomes cheese dogs, dogs become sausages.

There are not many words that rhyme with sausages, unless you want to write about sausages in Ancient Rome, and then you could use auspices.

We needed to think about what sausages do or what words best describe sausages.

They sizzle, they roll around on the ground, you by them by weight, you can put them on the barbecue or in a hot dog bun, they are cooked on automatic grills (I really do not know where that idea came from), Max even has them on home-made pizza (which defeats the purpose of me trying to make it healthy).

So, Max and Mum proudly present a rhyme about sausages:

Sausages

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Filled with cheese, they roll around,

On barbecues a sizzle sound,

Sitting on automatic grills,

Hot dogs complete with all the frills.

I like my sausages by the pound.

Now, about that pie......

Cheese

4th October 2013

A wonderfully talented friend, Rose Appleby has been setting crazy rhyming challenges on Twitter. Yesterday, Max sent her a word: cheese, to write into her rhyme for UK National Poetry Day: Graham's Watery Wanderings.

And so, cheese became Max's rhyming challenge for today. With a little cajouling, and some pointing in the right direction, (names of cheeses), here is the rhyme we fermented today:

Oh, How I Love Cheese

I really like Parmesan Cheese,

Way nicer than little green peas.

Emmental comes with holes,

Mozzarella comes in balls,

And Pizza comes covered in cheese.