Oh what can you do if you’ve swallowed a rhyme?
Do you think that to swallow a rhyme is a crime?
It’s wriggling and jiggling down there in my tum.
Should I keep it a secret or should I tell Mum?
I’m sure that the rhyme has now gone to my head.
How I wish it had stayed in my poem instead.
It’s tickling my brain and it’s making me laugh.
Oh how silly to laugh when you’re taking a bath.
It’s now moved to my throat and it wants to jump out.
Well perhaps it would help if I started to shout.
Well here goes, one big shout and yes there he goes -
But guess where he’s landed? Right there on my toes.
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This poem, chosen by hundreds of teachers and children, was published in 2010, one of almost 400 poems published by AMS Educational Publishers, Leeds.