Rhyme Time

..Seed Song..

This is a story about a seed

Lying in the ground

Which slept right through the wintertime

Till Springtime came around.

When all at once the sunshine came

And drops of gentle rain,

The ground became much warmer

And the seed woke up again.

Then from the seed there grew a root

Which wriggled in the ground;

Root from the seed,

That wonderful seed

Way down in the ground.

Then from the root there came a shoot

Which came up for some air;

Shoot from the Root,

Root from the Seed

That wonderful seed

Then from the shoot there came a leaf

When the sun began to shine;

Leaf from the shoot,

Shoot from the root,

Root from the seed

That wonderful seed

Way down in the ground.

                                                                               CHRISTOPHER ROWE

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..When I Was One..

When I was one,
I had just begun.

When I was two,
I was nearly me.

When I was three,
I was hardly me.

When I was four,
I was not much more.

When I was five,
I was just alive.

Now that I am six
I am as clever as clever.

So I think i will stay six,
Now and for ever and ever.

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