Five little pumpkins
sat in a row
on a pumpkin vine
they grow and grow.
The first little pumpkin
grew so small.
The second little pumpkin
grew very tall.
The third little pumpkin
grew squat and flat.
The fourth little pumpkin
grew round and fat.
grew round and fat.
The fifth little pumpkin
grew and grew.
It grew so BIG
we didn't know
what to do.
We used a tractor
to move the thing.
Started carving and
didn't finish until spring. This is a counting poem for Halloween. I bet you know another Halloween counting poem, or you can write one of your own. There are bats and toads, cats, owls and witches you could count, up or down. Don't forget candy, apples, monsters, ghosts, warts or scars for other possibilities. Have fun writing your poem. Please share your creation with me.
I'll bet young readers would love this, Joy - and get a kick out of the ending!
ReplyDeleteJoy, this is such a fun poem -- and your painting!!! LOVE! Thank you so much for sharing. xo
ReplyDeleteHa! That is great! :-) May I take it along as a warm-up chant to my choir group of 4-6 year olds tomorrow?
ReplyDeleteSweet poem and painting, Joy!
ReplyDeleteAdorable poem. Thanks, Joy! :)
ReplyDeleteJoy,
ReplyDeleteI'm preparing for our annual hayride today. I will be thinking about the five little pumpkins as I hussle about. This was great! I'll definitely share it with my grandsons.
Fun Fun!
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