Christel Rice's guide to the Irish tin whistle: South African tin whistle

Christel Rice's guide to the Irish tin whistle: South African tin whistle:    It was a Thursday evening while cleaning up the dishes that I  recently heard a recording on  KBCS 91.3 here in New York City.  I wa...

Night

a black cat chasing mice

mice on a a journey to the cheese

in a couple of days they ate it all

and before long they said more cheese please

rain

rain taps on my window you see
because she wants to play with you and me
you see rain is the lonliest she can be
no one runs through her with glee
 everyone hates her as she tries to grab your atention
probably her you won't positively  mention

my favorite poem nothing gold can stay

natures first gold is green
her hardest hue to hold
 her earliest buds a flower
but only so an hour
then leaf subsides to leaf
so eden sank to grief
as dawn goes down to day
nothing gold can stay

Riley[limerick]

 There once was a girl named Riley
 of her bald head we thought very highly

she finally grew hair
she was in dispare

that her hair grew out very widely

Smiley Reilly [limerick]

Their once was a girl Reilly

Of her bald head they thought very highly

she finally grew hair
she was in dispare

that her hair out very widely

There was an old man

There was an ugly old man
who was stuck inside a pan
In the pan he fried
and there he cried
The poor crispy old man inside the frying pan