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<channel><title><![CDATA[ANN M. PAGE, AUTHOR - Silly Poems]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems]]></link><description><![CDATA[Silly Poems]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2025 10:48:28 -0700</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[Dog's Thoughts about a Tortoise]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/dogs-thoughts-about-a-tortoise]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/dogs-thoughts-about-a-tortoise#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2012 02:18:40 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/dogs-thoughts-about-a-tortoise</guid><description><![CDATA[I swim and heel and take commands.I preen under my master&rsquo;s hands.How lucky is the familyThat gets to have a dog like me.I guess I wasn&rsquo;t standing guardBecause a tortoise crossed my yard.And what a silly sight he madeLumbering over each grass blade.&nbsp;I can fetch and bark and run.I have more skills than anyone.His legs can&rsquo;t run. His tail can&rsquo;t wag. His head looks like an old tea bag.Then the biggest shame of allIs the heavy shell he&rsquo;s forced to haul.He doesn&rsq [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text">I swim and heel and take commands.<br /><span></span>I preen under my master&rsquo;s hands.<br /><span></span>How lucky is the family<br /><span></span>That gets to have a dog like me.<br /><span></span>I guess I wasn&rsquo;t standing guard<br /><span></span>Because a tortoise crossed my yard.<br /><span></span>And what a silly sight he made<br /><span></span>Lumbering over each grass blade.<br /><span></span>&nbsp;I can fetch and bark and run.<br /><span></span>I have more skills than anyone.<br /><span></span>His legs can&rsquo;t run. His tail can&rsquo;t wag. <br /><span></span>His head looks like an old tea bag.<br /><span></span>Then the biggest shame of all<br /><span></span>Is the heavy shell he&rsquo;s forced to haul.<br /><span></span>He doesn&rsquo;t have my shiny coat<br /><span></span>But I don&rsquo;t really want to gloat.<br /><span></span>Cut him a break and let him hide<br /><span></span>In the next cool dark approaching tide.<br /><span></span><br /><span></span></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Friends and Smiles]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/friends-and-smiles]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/friends-and-smiles#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2012 18:42:08 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/friends-and-smiles</guid><description><![CDATA[I want to find a friend todaybut don't know where to look.What if I think you'll do just finebut you don't take the hook?I want someone to play with me.Could that someone be you?I'll know if you smile back at mewhen I smile at you.&nbsp; :)   [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text">I want to find a friend today<br /><span></span>but don't know where to look.<br /><span></span>What if I think you'll do just fine<br /><span></span>but you don't take the hook?<br /><span></span>I want someone to play with me.<br /><span></span>Could that someone be you?<br /><span></span>I'll know if you smile back at me<br /><span></span>when I smile at you.&nbsp; :)<br /><span></span></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Economic Slump]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/economic-slump]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/economic-slump#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 02:10:40 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[newspaper]]></category><category><![CDATA[seuss]]></category><category><![CDATA[washington post]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/economic-slump</guid><description><![CDATA[Old Snivelus Slump was not happy at all.His 401-k was still stuck in free fall.His job could be outsourced now any old day.His middle class status was slipping away.Was he at the lowest point of this rough time?Could Snivelus hope that a new day would shine?Instead of just sitting &lsquo;round feeling depressed,Old Slump crossed his fingers and hoped for the best.   [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text">Old Snivelus Slump was not happy at all.<br /><span></span><br /><span></span>His 401-k was still stuck in free fall.<br /><span></span><br /><span></span>His job could be outsourced now any old day.<br /><span></span><br /><span></span>His middle class status was slipping away.<br /><span></span><br /><span></span>Was he at the lowest point of this rough time?<br /><span></span><br /><span></span>Could Snivelus hope that a new day would shine?<br /><span></span><br /><span></span>Instead of just sitting &lsquo;round feeling depressed,<br /><span></span><br /><span></span>Old Slump crossed his fingers and hoped for the best.<br /><span></span><br /><span></span></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Mac and Cheese]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/mac-and-cheese]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/mac-and-cheese#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 29 Feb 2012 16:47:17 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/mac-and-cheese</guid><description><![CDATA[Oh, mac and cheese, I love youmore than anyone.Your golden gooey goodnesswarms me like the sun.The creamy burst of flavormakes my taste buds soar.Your smooth and slippery noodlesmake me beg for more.You fill my belly upto keep me satisfied.I couldn't like you any moreeven if I tried.And when my plate is empty,I beg my mother pleaseto give me one more roundof yummy mac and cheese!   [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text">Oh, mac and cheese, I love you<br /><span></span>more than anyone.<br /><span></span>Your golden gooey goodness<br /><span></span>warms me like the sun.<br /><span></span>The creamy burst of flavor<br /><span></span>makes my taste buds soar.<br /><span></span>Your smooth and slippery noodles<br /><span></span>make me beg for more.<br /><span></span>You fill my belly up<br /><span></span>to keep me satisfied.<br /><span></span>I couldn't like you any more<br /><span></span>even if I tried.<br /><span></span>And when my plate is empty,<br /><span></span>I beg my mother please<br /><span></span>to give me one more round<br /><span></span>of yummy mac and cheese!<br /><span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span></span><br /><span></span></div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Skipping Rocks]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/skipping-rocks]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/skipping-rocks#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 20:40:50 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/skipping-rocks</guid><description><![CDATA[Find a rock that's pancake flatwith sides as smooth as gloss.Look out at the silent lakeand launch the rock across.See it skip along the linewhere air and water meet.It taps atop the surfaceto its own peculiar beat.When the journey's over,the rock will quickly sinkto find its stony friends atthe bottom of the drink.   [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div  class="paragraph editable-text">Find a rock that's pancake flat<br /><span></span>with sides as smooth as gloss.<br /><span></span>Look out at the silent lake<br /><span></span>and launch the rock across.<br /><span></span>See it skip along the line<br /><span></span>where air and water meet.<br /><span></span>It taps atop the surface<br /><span></span>to its own peculiar beat.<br /><span></span>When the journey's over,<br /><span></span>the rock will quickly sink<br /><span></span>to find its stony friends at<br />the bottom of the drink.</div>  ]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[First Post!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/first-post]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/first-post#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 20:30:36 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.annpageauthor.com/silly-poems/first-post</guid><description><![CDATA[Start blogging by creating a new post. 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