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IAMBIC METRE IN POETRY

CHILDREN'S POETRY

 

By Josie Whitehead

JOSIE'S POEMS

Copyright

You cannot eat iambic feet

    Served with a tasty sauce.

You cannot ride iambic feet -

     They’re nothing like a horse.

 

You cannot pick them from a tree –

     They’re nothing like a plum.

They march across a poetry page

     di DUM di DUM di DUM.

 

I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM –

     Oh hear them loud and clear,

I AM, I AM, I AM, I AM –

      There’s nothing much to fear.

 

Don’t try to spread them on your toast –

     The taste would be too sweet –

Just keep them for your special poems –

      Those fun iambic feet!