Roger's Rhymes

About Roger's Rhymes

Are you tired of reciting the same old nursery rhymes to your little ones night after night? If so, then it's time to spice things up with a brand new collection of poems that will reignite the joy and wonder of childhood. Introducing "Roger’s Rhymes" - a fresh and exciting series of poems that will stimulate your child's imagination and leave them begging for more. "Roger's Rhymes" is a collection of poems written by Roger Hickson, a grandfather from Ireland who wanted to create something special for his grandchildren. With his pen as his wand, he weaved a series of playful and imaginative nursery rhymes that are sure to captivate the hearts and minds of children everywhere. From silly creatures and fantastical lands to everyday experiences and heartfelt emotions, each rhyme is crafted to playfully engage young imaginations and stimulate a love for language and storytelling. With a skillful hand for rhythm and rhyme, “Roger's Rhymes” dances off the page and into the hearts of those who read them. Whether recited aloud or whispered in the ear of a sleepy child, "Roger's Rhymes" are sure to bring a smile and a sense of wonder to all who hear them. So come along and explore the whimsical world of Roger's imagination, where anything is possible and rhymes are the key to unlocking magic.

Publisher

Roger's Rhymes

Category

kids & family

Language

en

Explicit

No

First episode

5 May 2023

Latest episode

30 Jul 2025

Latest episodes

17 episodes in the feed.

1. 

   30 Jul 2025

   S2 Ep8: Tracey the Tricerotops

   🦕 Meet Tracey the Triceratops – A Tale of Friendship, Fun, and Prehistoric Play! 🦕 Step back in time to the lush, leafy world of Triceratops Town, where young Tracey and her best friend Mandy love to explore, play games, and search for jungle fruit. Tracey may have three horns and scales on her back, but she’s just like any child: curious, kind, and always up for a little adventure. When the duo stumbles upon a frightened young Tyrannosaurus named Theodore, they don’t run away and hide. They stick around and get to know him. With gentle kindness and a bit of dinosaur know-how, Tracey and Mandy show that even the unlikeliest of creatures can become the best of friends. This delightful rhyming story is full of energy, imagination, and heart. Perfect for children who love dinosaurs and stories about friendship, Tracey the Triceratops is a gentle reminder that helping others and playing together go hand in hand - even when you have very different feet. 🎧 Listen now on Spotify or your favorite podcast platform, and bring the world of Roger’s Rhymes to life with your little ones! Tracey the Tricerotops I'm a triceratops. That's a big word to say. We've been roaming the earth since prehistoric days. I'm only young though. Next week I'll be three. I love to play like you. There's no need to be afraid of me. I have three horns on my head And scales along my back. I walk on four legs. Can you walk like that? My name is Tracey. I'm an only child. I have lots of friends. We'd love to play outside. My best friend is Mandy. She lives in the cave next door. Mandy is older than me. She will soon be four. We live in Triceratops Town. High up on a hill In the middle of an island Where dinosaurs still live. Our island is covered in jungle. The trees reach up to the sky. We must be very careful. Big dinosaurs could walk by. You love to play and have lots of fun. We're just the same. Searching for fruit Is our favorite game. Looking for coconuts and melons Lying on the ground. Then bring them home to mummy And show her what we found. Early one morning. As we crept along on our toes. All of a sudden Mandy froze. “What's wrong?” I whispered. “Stay quiet," she said. “I don't know what it is, But there's something up ahead”. We looked through the long grass. And to our surprise, There was a young Tyrannosaurus Lying on its side. He was crying and called out: “Don't hurt me. I'm only small”. “It's all right," Mandy said. “We won't hurt you at all”. “What happened to you? Let me see”. “I tripped over a branch, Fell over and cut my knee”. “There's no need to cry. I'll find some magic leaves. Wrap them around your leg. The pain will go away. You'll see”. “Thank you for helping me. My knee is much better. It’s not sore anymore. You're very clever”. “You haven't told us your name?” “I'm Theodore. Mummy said she thought it was a lovely name For a young dinosaur.” “Now that you're feeling better. Would you like to play with us? Let's go down to the stream And jump in the mud.” We run down and throw ourselves in. Covered in lovely sticky mud. Jumping, splashing and roaring around. Theodore has never had so much fun. If our mummy saw us now, They would be very cross. Let’s run into the water And wash it all off. We've had a great time today Playing with our new friend. We'll meet up here tomorrow And do it all again. We may look different. Two young Triceratops and a baby Tyrannosaurus. But that's no reason why we can't help each other And all be friends.

2. 

   27 Jun 2025

   S2 Ep7: My Best Friend

   Roger Hickson's poem "My Best Friend" explores the heartwarming relationship between a child and their beloved, one-eyed teddy bear through everyday adventures and comforting companionship.

3. 

   3 Jun 2025

   S2 Ep6: The Dinosaurs' Big Day Out

   Roger's Rhymes presents a playful poem about Eleanor, a friendly young dinosaur, who experiences a special day of games, races, and music at the dinosaurs' big day out.

4. 

   14 Mar 2025

   S2 Ep5: Rhythm and Blues, Yellows and Reds

   RHYTHM ‘N BLUES, REDS & YELLOWS Colours for kids By ROGER HICKSON Orange is for oranges My favourite fruit of all Hold it in your hand You can squeeze it like a ball. When you peel an orange You must keep your head up high If you forget to do this It will squirt you in the eye. Brown is a bar of chocolate Mummy gives me for a treat Only a small one though Too much will rot my teeth. Brown is also coffee That grownups love to drink They even love the smell of it I just think it stinks! Blue is the sky On a bright sunny day Look its stopped raining We can go outside and play. Lets kick the ball with Daddy He always wants to win But he can never beat us We’re faster than him. Remember that blue sky We were talking about before? Well, Daddy kicked the ball so high It landed in next door. He tried hard to get it back But the ball was out of reach Mummy said “Will you ever learn, You should play football on the beach!” Green is the grass That Daddy has to cut He mows it every week But it still keeps coming up. Why is he so happy When he hears its going to rain? “It’s far too wet outside It really is a shame” Mummy says he’s lazy Watching football on T.V. “I don’t know why you’re smiling There’ll be more grass to cut next week!” Green is the grass Cows and horses love to eat They stand around and eat all day Then lie down and fall asleep. I wish I could be like them And do whatever I like No, I’ve changed my mind A cow can’t ride a bike! Pink are little pigs Playing in the sun Running round outside Having lots of fun. Little pigs don’t realise They are very lucky They never get in trouble For coming home all mucky. Look, he’s playing in the mud Right up to his belly If I wanted to play in mud I’d have to wear my wellies. Watch him wallow in the muck Rolling round and round Is a pig truly pink? Or really pink and brown. Purple is beetroot Daddy loves to eat With cucumbers, lettuce Tomatoes and cold meat. Beetroot is good for you Daddy says it all the time But I don’t like these purple things He can have mine. Yellow are bananas That Mummy peels for me She says I eat so many I could be a monkey up a tree. My little baby brother Loves to eat bananas too But he’s only a baby He can’t hold them like me and you. One day I gave him some of mine I thought he wanted to be fed But he didn’t put it in his mouth He squished it up instead. It was all over his hands It was even in his hair He wiped it over his face Squished banana everywhere. After he was given a bath And bits of banana cleaned off the floor Mummy said I’m not allowed To feed my brother anymore. Red are strawberries When they’re ripe to pick Never eat a green one They’ll only make you sick. I love to eat strawberries My brothers love them too But brothers can be naughty And do what brothers do. Mummy made a cake for me With strawberries round the top But when she wasn’t looking Someone naughty picked them off. I ran and told Mummy She said to me “Don’t cry We’ve more strawberries in the garden We’ll nail them down this time!” White was the snowman We made last year He had a carrot for his nose And sticks for his ears. Mummy gave us a scarf That was a small bit torn To put around his neck To keep our snowman warm! Black is the dark When I wake up in the night My door is slightly open I can see the hallway light. I go to Mummy and Daddy’s room I love to climb in with them Then I cuddle up with Mummy And I’m off to sleep again!

5. 

   21 Feb 2025

   S2 Ep4: Let's Play a Rhyming Game

   Come now my little bunny. It's time to go to bed. We'll read some nursery rhymes. Then you can rest your sleepy head. We'll read about the pussycat Who creeps around the house. And read about the mummy Who's frightened of a mouse. But I'm not really tired. I don't want to go to bed. Can we play that game of Rhyming words instead? Of course we can. Now let me see. We'll start with something simple. What word rhymes with B? Knee! Mummy. That's an easy one for me. Remember the day I got A bee sting on my knee? Yes, I remember that day well. It was sunny and very hot. You were playing outside While your sister was in her cot. Now tell me, What word rhymes with boat? If it starts raining today, I'll have to wear my coat. Very good. Let's do a hard one. What word rhymes with lesser? I know, I was sick last week, But now I'm feeling better. What rhymes with dress? I know mummy. Every day you say. My bedroom is a mess. Mummy, I have a funny word. There's one we can do. Let's see if we can find a word That rhymes with poo. Poo, you silly Billy! What a word you had to pick. Of all the words out there. Come on, find another one, quick. Mummy poo is better Than the other words we've done. It rhymes with lots of words. Poo is a funny one. I know so many words That rhyme with poo. Words like you shoo, zoo, b Boo, goo and who. When cows talk to each other. All they say is moo. I really like that word Because it rhymes with poo. I don't want to go to sleep. I want to play with you. This has been a great game. Finding words that rhyme with poo!

6. 

   31 Jan 2025

   S2 Ep3: The Mermaid

   Dive into the enchanting world of "The Mermaid," a captivating poem by Roger Hickson that will whisk you and your children away on an unforgettable ocean adventure. Join a spirited young mermaid princess from Sunny Island as she navigates the wonders and challenges of the deep sea. Through her journey, she encounters friendly sea creatures, faces unexpected storms, and discovers the warmth of human kindness upon an unfamiliar shore. The Mermaid Where am I? What has happened to me? Oh, yes, I remember now. I've been blown across the sea. I'm a mermaid. A girl with a big fish tail. I don't have legs and feet like you. But I can swim with whales. I come from Sunny Island. A land far across the sea. The land where mermaids live. Who all have tails like me. My daddy is the king of Sunny Island. And mummy the queen. She is the prettiest mermaid You have ever seen. My friends call me princess. That name is silly to me. I'm just a normal mermaid Who wants to swim beneath the sea. It might look strange to you, But my tail is a big part of me. It gives me so much power To glide gently through the sea As I swim under water. I see fish below. I like to think they are talking to me, Smiling and saying hello. One day I went swimming Along the ocean floor. I went so far down. Unknown to me on the surface was a raging storm. I tried to swim home As dark clouds filled the sky. I couldn't see where I was going. The waves were too high. You can't swim against a rough sea. So I let the waves carry me along. Across the ocean. Far away from where I belong. I think I fell asleep When I opened my eyes. I had reached the shore. Lying on a beach I'd never seen before. As the sun came up In the early dawn. The cold went away. I began to feel warm. I stretched out my arms And looked out at the sea. Where is the strange place The storm has blown me? After a few days I met people on the sand. They were nice and kind to me. I think I like this land. Children kept pointing at my tail. They'd never seen a mermaid before. They touched my hair. Puzzled by this creature washed up on the shore. They lay on the sand with me And stroked my tail. Then one girl called out. Will you teach us to swim today? Come on, children, Let's play in the water. You can say you were taught to swim By the King’s only daughter. Never go out of your depth. You must be careful. Now put your heads in the water. Don't be fearful. Turn your head to the side And breathe in slowly. Then watch what I do. Blowing out bubbles below me. If you get tired, Roll over and float on your back. Quietly kick your legs. You'll be safe doing that. I've made so many friends here, Down on the beach. Mums and dads. Boys and girls. So many I've tried to teach. When I want to be on my own. I swim to a secret beach. It's a special place that people can't reach. With the rocks around me And the cliffs up there. I have it all to myself. So I sit on the sand and brush my hair. I will return to my homeland. When winter comes And the sea gets colder. Far, far away. The sea will be warm. I'll feel the sun on my shoulders.

7. 

   10 May 2024

   S2 Ep2: Barto’s Band

   Special thank you to all the performers in Barto’s Band: Barto - Percussion & vocals Roger - Vocals Jonas - Vocals Nova - Vocals Rick - Vocals and coaching Barto’s Band My name is Barto. I live in the old town, High up on the hill With my mummy and daddy In a land called Portugal. There are lots of kids On our street. We like to be outside Playing football ‘Till it's time to come inside. I love to hear music. I stamp my feet And clap my hands. With friends of mine in school We formed a marching band. Our teacher helps us Learn the tunes. We practise everyday. Kids from school hang around. They like to hear us play. Teacher said In class today Our little band in school Is the first marching band In all of Portugal. I love playing my drums. I've spent so many nights Dreaming of the day When I play the drums In the summer parade. I wake up early. The day is finally here As the sun rises in the sky I'm so excited. The parade is on tonight. We meet up outside our school. There is so much laughing and talking. No one is standing still. We must calm down now and stand in line And get ready to walk up the hill. In front of us Girls are waving flags Coloured white and black With the flute players in the middle And the drummers at the back. Teacher calls out to us, “Are we ready, girls and boys? Let's give the town a treat.” Come on everybody now! One. Two. Three! We make a lot of noise. There are three drummers in our band. Maria, Miguel and me. Come on everybody now! One. Two. Three! People line the road. They shout and wave at us As we march along the street. Come on everybody now! One. Two. Three! We march up and down the hill. Then back beside the river That flows down to the sea. Come on everybody now! One. Two. Three! We pass by mummy and daddy. I don't hear them calling me. Come on everybody now. One. Two. Three! We cross the main road And stop outside the school. “Let's shout out loud one more time.” Come on everybody now. One. Two. Three!

8. 

   3 May 2024

   S2 Ep1: Rosemary: The Wildflower Fairy

   Rosemary Birds sing in the trees above me. Bees and butterflies hover among the flowers. In the warm summer air, I could sit here for hours. Alone with my book, I'm in a world of my own. I've been here all day. The time has flown. Suddenly something lands on my hand. A beautiful creature, a child-like thing. She has curly hair and a pretty face. On her back, a pair of wings. “I don't mean to frighten you. Can I sit on your arm? My name is Rosemary. I live in the trees by the stream. I'm a wildflower fairy.” “I often see you reading alone. Would you like to come with me, And meet my friends today? We're having a party in the wildflower field.” “I would love to. Are you sure your friends won't mind? Fairies are delicate and small. I'm so big, I must look like a giant!” “Don't worry”, said Rosemary. We might be small, But we have many friends like you. Boys and girls, all of them tall.” “Leave your book here And come with me. You'll meet my friends In the wildflower field.” I walked through the long grass with rosemary leading the way. I'm so excited. I can't believe I'm going to a fairy party today. After a while we reached the stream, Then walk along towards the trees. Suddenly I can hear music Drifting along in the breeze. We slow down and tiptoe Into the wildflower field. Wait here, says Rosemary. My heart is pounding. I can hardly breathe. One by one they appear All smiling and saying hello. Please come and dance with us Down where the daisies grow. Fairies and elves hold my hand As we sit down on the ground. The band of elves begin to play. Music fills the air. Oh, what a beautiful sound. The fairies are holding hands. Everyone singing out loud. I sit here clapping my hands As they go dancing round and round. Many of the fairies aren't wearing shoes. It's amazing watching them dance. They kick their legs up in the air. Their feet barely touch the grass. Wearing brightly coloured clothes With wings of a matching colour. The elves wear shoes with pointy toes As they dance with one another. The dancers slow to take a rest. Someone calls out, “It's time to eat.” We gather around as bowls are laid out, Filled with honey and berries, “Oh, what a treat.” Our tummies are full so we all lie down After a sleep, it's time to dance again. “Come on!”, says Rosemary. “Dance with us!” “Human or fairy, when we dance, we're all the same.” I'm feeling tired now. It's time to go home. I've made so many friends tonight, I'll never again be alone. The fairies were so nice to me. Bringing me into their world. I have lots of new friends. I'm such a lucky girl. Rosemary has a surprise for me. She sprinkles fairy dust into my hair. Wow, what's happening? I'm flying through the air! “Don't worry”, says Rosemary, “I'm here with you. Hold my hand. We'll be home soon.” We fly above the wildflowers, Then over the trees, Above the stream, And over the fields. After a few minutes, My home is in sight. We land in the garden. I'm shaking with delight. “Rosemary! Rosemary, What have we just done? You let me fly through the air. I've never had so much fun. I must go inside now. The sun is going down. I'll see you again tomorrow And go back to the new friends I've found. I go upstairs, I lay my head on the pillow. There is a tapping sound outside. It's Rosemary by my window. I jump out of bed And open the window slowly. “Come in Rosemary, come in. Lie down with me. You must be sleepy.” Rosemary soon falls asleep in my arms. I pull a quilt up to keep her warm. I wonder, will I see her again? I know she'll fly away with the dawn. Tread carefully through the long grass. That's where I first met Rosemary. Where birds are singing, wildflowers swaying. You could meet your own wildflower fairy.

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   8 Dec 2023

   S1 Ep9: Ten More Sleeps 'Till Christmas

   There's only ten more sleeps ‘till Christmas. Santa is on his way With lots of toys for boys and girls. I can't wait for Christmas Day. The elves have been busy working hard all year. They must be very glad that Christmas time is here. Nine more sleeps ‘till Christmas. Daddy got our tree today And bought new lights at the shop. I helped with the decorations around the bottom. He did the ones around the top. You should see our Christmas tree in the corner of the sitting room. It has lots of sparkling lights. There'll be presents under it soon. Eight more sleeps ‘till Christmas. I hope Santa got my letter. I told him what I'd like. “Could the elves make a doll for me? And I'd really like a bike.” Mummy marks the sleeps off the calendar on the wall. Eight sleeps seem a long time. I don't understand it at all. Seven more sleeps ‘till Christmas. It’s getting closer by the day. I wish Christmas was tomorrow. It seems such a long way away. Mummy, are you sure Santa knows where I live? I said we lived up the hill at number 44, but I'm worried mummy. He might give my presents to the boy next door. Six more sleeps ‘till Christmas. We're learning hymns for our school Christmas play. Daddy says he can't wait to see me on the stage. I have to dress up as an angel. My best friend is going to be Mary. She has to be out the front with Joseph. I'd find that a small bit scary. Five more sleeps ‘till Christmas. The play is on tonight. Our mommies and daddies will be looking at us. We have to do it right. I'll wear a white dress with sparkling things in my hair. All our class will be on stage. I hope they'll see me there. Four more sleeps ‘till Christmas. There's only a few days to go. It's getting cold outside now. The garden is covered in snow. Santa doesn't mind what the weather is like. He can land a sleigh anywhere. He can land on grass or snow. The reindeer don't care. Three more sleeps ‘till Christmas. Mommy, are you sure Santa knows where I live? I told him in my letter. Our house is up on the hill. There's no need to worry, dear. Santa knows where all the children live. There are times I wish my memory was as good as his. Two more sleeps ‘till Christmas. Santa will soon be here. Mummy will leave out a carrot for Rudolph And for Santa, a glass of beer. When Santa comes down our chimney He’s going to be dirty from head to foot. Mummy move the crib back Or baby Jesus will get covered in soot. One more sleep ‘till Christmas. I'm not going to bed tonight. I'm going to stay awake till Santa comes. I'll sleep tomorrow night. Wake up! Mummy, Daddy! Look! Look what I got. Well, aren't you a lucky dear? But will you go back to bed now? It's only six o’clock.

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    9 Jun 2023

    S1 Ep8: Timmy & The Dinosaur

    Timmy & the dinosaur. My name is Timmy. I want to tell you about The day I met Flor... The dinosaur. It was a lovely sunny morning. I was playing outside when all of a sudden I could hear stomp, stomp, stomp. What was that sound? It was a strange big animal stomping on the ground. It was running down the hill, heading towards our house. I was so frightened I couldn't close my mouth I was so afraid, standing frozen with fear. But then this big thing came over to me, sitting down quite near. Don't be afraid, little boy. I'm just a young dinosaur. What's your name? My name is Flor. I'm Timmy, I whispered, still shaking with fear. I didn't know there were dinosaurs running around here. I've never met a human child before. Would you like to come with me? We'll roam around the country and see what we can see. Flors back legs are like tree trunks. They help him stand so tall, but his front legs are like hands and feet. They really are quite small. Come on Timmy. Climb up on my back. I will look after you. You can be sure of that. Let's go down to the highway and race the cars and trucks. Hold on tight now Timmy, None of them are as fast as us. Look, look, Flor. There are children in that bus. They can't believe what they are seeing. They're screaming and pointing at us. I see people on the footpath. They look up and start to flee. I yell out loud, “don't be afraid. It's only Flor and me. We turn away from the road and stomp towards the fields. Scaring those people was great fun. I know now how dinosaurs feel. Suddenly Flor slowed down. What's wrong? I cried. I can see big dinosaurs coming, Shouted Floor. I think we should hide. We'll creep into the forest, the one beside the hill. Lie down among the bushes. Don't move. We must keep still. Big dinosaurs aren't nice. They can be so mean. They'll roar and screech out loud, trying hard to frighten me. Don't worry Timmy, when I grow up, they'll be afraid, the day they see me coming, I'll roar so loud and stamp my feet and laugh as they go running. Flor, let's have some more fun. Should we run down to the town? People think it's the end of the earth with a dinosaur stomping around. No, Timmy, that's not the best thing to do. They would try to catch us then and put me in a zoo. We must be going home now. Our parents will wonder where we are. There's no chance we'll get lost, though we didn't go that far. I can see my house. It's over by that tree. Mummy standing by the door. What will she say to me? We slow to stop in a field. Flor goes on to one knee so I can climb down off his back and thank him for minding me. Where were you, Timmy? I've been looking everywhere for you. We were so worried. Our neighbors were looking too. Where were you, Timmy? Were you hiding up a tree? Mummy, if I said I met a dinosaur today, I don't think you'd believe me.

11. 

    2 Jun 2023

    S1 Ep7: Grandads

    GRANDADS Let’s talk about Grandads. Is your Grandad like mine? He has white hair, he’s very old And he reads us nursery rhymes. When he comes to mind us My two brothers and me He always asks, “How do you turn on the T.V.?” Then we flick through the channels For his favourite show We have to do it for him ‘Cause he doesn’t know. Grandads know nothing About computers and phones I wonder what happens when They’re at home on their own? If Mummy’s computer won’t work I ask Grandad, “How do I make it go?” He looks at me and says, “I’m sorry, I don’t know!” Even my little brother Can run his finger across the screen, Turn on the computer And watch cartoons with me. You can’t play games on Grandad’s phone It’s old and very small. You can’t even take photos But he doesn’t care at all. Grandad said “I don’t want a new phone, I don’t want one like that I just want a phone so I can ring my friends And they can ring me back.” I also use Mummy’s small computer To watch cartoons and play games My baby brother watches me One day he’ll do the same. My big brother Showed me what to do So I’ll teach my baby brother And I’ll teach my Grandad, too.

12. 

    26 May 2023

    S1 Ep6: What Does God Look Like?

    "Mummy, what does God look like?" I don't know dear, what do you think he looks like?" Is he a tall handsome man With a bushy brown beard And wavy long hair That comes down to here? Or a little old man With no hair at all Somebody like The man next door? Is he the man at the bar Who's ordered two beers Or a father at the airport Fighting back tears? Mummy, he might have green eyes Or even one green and one blue He might have a small nose And wear glasses, like you He could have girly hair Straight, with curls on the end With twistables and ribbons That look funny on men He wears a pink shirt With a black bowtie And a long blue scarf To match his eyes Or a yellow cape That goes down to his knees He'd look cool in that I'd love one of these Does he have black hair That he sometimes dyes pink Just to match his shirt Mummy, what do you think? He might wear flip-flops When he walks on the sand Or when he plays the guitar On stage with his band Is he a singer who hits a tamborine While singing to Jesus That he believes? He’s a man with a big heart And he loves having fun He has sticking out ears And has a big bum He might go to town For burgers and chips Get salt in his beard And wipe sauce from his lips I'm sure he likes pancakes With syrup or jam He will eat three or four Just like my Dad! Imagine if he came To have dinner with us I know he would help With the washing up Mummy, God could be a postman Or the man who drives the bus But, the more I think of it He's just like us It doesn't matter what God looks like I don't care if he is big or small All that matters is He loves us all.

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    19 May 2023

    S1 Ep5: Tractors

    My name is Fergie. I'm a small gray tractor. I don't go very fast But that doesn't matter. As I'm small And don't have a cab over my head, My owner's good to me, He lets me sleep here in the shed. I do the light work on the farm, Towing small trailers with a few bales of hay on board. I can't tow balers. I have a friend whose name is John. He's a big green tractor with a cab over the top. At night, just like me, He stays here in the shed. We don't like being left outside. Like you, we enjoy a warm bed. John does the big towing jobs. He's a very strong fellow, And has four huge wheels That are painted yellow. Our best drivers are often girls. They are careful and drive slower. Some tractor drivers can be rough. We don't want to tip over. During the summer Silage making tractors come on to our land. It's a pity I'm so small. I'd love to lend a hand. I like watching them work. It's an amazing sight. These monster tractors work long hours, often late into the night. The tractor pulled harvester cuts the grass Trailers filled to overflowing, Tractors and trailers Coming and going. Tommy, our farmer's son, Loves to watch them too. We can't sit here all day, though. We have our own work to do. “John, we're not working today. Let's race to the top of the field. You'll have to give me a start, though. You have a bigger engine and larger wheels.” I start off first, Pushing the accelerator to the floor. Smoke shoots out the exhaust. My engine roars. I'm going as fast as I can, but will it be enough? I might have to slow down Where the road gets rough. A quick look back, John is on his way. He's coming up fast. He wants to win today. As I round the bend, I can hear him coming. He's racing along Like a tiger running. Getting close to the top field. The roadway is better, but the land up here Is so much wetter. Suddenly John is alongside me. Our wheel's nearly touching. I hold my steering wheel tight. I don't want us crashing. I turn to look at John, But he's not there. Where has he gone? I can't see him anywhere! Slowing down as I reach the top field, I've time to look around. There's John back there. Two wheels stuck in soft ground. The road was so narrow When he tried to pass. Two wheels went off the road And on to the grass. I won. I won. I won. I can't believe my luck. I must go back to work now And tow John out of the mud. Then I woke up. Things aren't what they seem. You must never race tractors. It was only a dream.

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    12 May 2023

    S1 Ep4: Cilla My Gorilla

    My sister Mary, and I sleep in the same room She has a teddy bear And I have a teddy gorilla Mary is only a baby She’s not as big as me I am nearly five years old But Mary’s only three Mary’s teddy bear is tiny It really is quite small He is always smiling I don’t like teddy bears at all I like big teddys Mummy got me a gorilla I wanted a nice name for her So I called my teddy Cilla Cilla has big brown eyes And a little flat nose She has lots of furry hair From her head down to her toes Do Teddys come alive at night Running around having fun? I don’t think Cilla would She’d just sit there on her bum No, I’ve changed my mind That really wasn’t fair I’m sure Cilla would love to play outside With all the teddy bears Imagine if they come alive As soon as we fall asleep They’d go racing down the stairs To meet their friends from down the street Laughing, talking, holding hands Singing with all their might Teddys having lots of fun Dancing through the night But now they’re getting tired They’re running out of puff Teddys must go home Before the sun comes up Maybe that’s why Cilla looks tired Sitting on my bed At night while everyone is sleeping Cilla is out dancing instead Once when it was raining We went upstairs to play I pretended to cook the dinner And feed the teddys that day Oh what a mess we made It really was so funny Everytime I fed Cilla The food fell down over her tummy Bits of popcorn in her hair Sticky sweets stuck to her face Mummy will be angry There was food all over the place Mummy called out to us “What are you girls doing up there?” “Its alright Mummy” I said We’re playing with our teddy bears Then Mummy crept up the stairs And poked her head around the door “Oh my goodness what have you done Look at the food all over the floor!” I know Mummy Cilla is a messy eater But I had so much fun Trying to feed her When my friends come to our house They all want to play with Cilla They want to take her home But Cilla is my gorilla Cilla loves to lie on my bed And cuddle up with me After Mummy reads us a story We close our eyes and fall asleep

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    5 May 2023

    S1 Ep3: The Apple Tree

    Once upon a time there was a farmer and his wife who lived in a cottage on their small farm.  In the field next to the cottage stood a big apple tree. Every summer the farmer watched the apples grow until he knew it was time to pick them off the tree. It was now the end of summer, and he thought to himself “tomorrow I'll pick the  apples, they look perfect now!” The next morning he went out to the tree and he couldn't believe his eyes. All the apples were gone - someone had stolen them! He was so angry, he called out to the animals who lived on the farm. Now the farmer had a strange mixture of animals. There were cows, sheep, donkeys, a lion, a hippo and a small puppy. He was so upset that someone had stolen all his apples, he couldn't stand still and jumped up and down as he spoke to the animals. Where have my apples gone? Where can they be? Look, there's nothing left Not one apple on my tree. Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea Then who said the farmer Stole the apples from the tree? Moo-moo-moo said the cow Zee-zee-zee said the bee It certainly wasn't us Who stole the apples from the tree. Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea Then who said the farmer Stole the apples from the tree? Was it you Jo-jo Hippo? Why do you look at me? Have you ever seen a hippo Slowly climbing up a tree? Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea Then who said the farmer Stole the apples from the tree? He-he-haw said the donkey Ba-ba-ba said the sheep Who ever stole the apples Has been really really mean. Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea Then who said the farmer Stole the apples from the tree? Never you cheeky puppy I know it couldn't be You're not strong enough To shake the apples from the tree. Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea Then who said the farmer Stole the apples from the tree? Then a chirping noise came From way above the field Hello Mr. Farmer Would you like to talk to me? Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea Then who said the farmer Stole the apples from the tree? I'm only a tiny bird You would be amazed what I can see I know who it was Who stole the apples from the tree. Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea Then who said the farmer Stole the apples from the tree? The lion Mr. Farmer And his friend the tiny flea They ate all the apples That were hanging from the tree. Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea It was us Mr. Farmer Who stole the apples from the tree I'm sorry said the lion I'm sorry said the flea We knew all along Who stole the apples from the tree Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea Next year said the farmer Share the apples on the tree. Rah-rah-rah said the lion He-he-he said the flea And that was the story of The farmer's apple tree.

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    5 May 2023

    S1 Ep2: Wussy-Wussy & Me

    Have I told you about my friend Wussy-Wussy our pussy cat? We love playing outside together And running around out the back. Mummy says I gave her that name When I was small When I was a baby And Wussy-Wussy a fury ball. She doesn’t say too much She leaves the talking to me But we’re best friends Wussy-Wussy and me. When I woke up this morning It was a lovely sunny day Wussy-Wussy was waiting What was she trying to say? She looked at me With her head turned to one side I know she was saying “Come on, let’s play outside!” I ran upstairs And got dressed in a hurry I put on my old clothes In case I got muddy. Then I hurried back down Went out the front door There was Wussy-Wussy Running round the front lawn. She ran over to me And I stroked her head You must always be gentle with animals That’s what Mummy said. I like to watch the birds Flying from tree to tree So I walked around to the back of our house With Wussy following me. We have trees in our back garden And tall hedges around the sides The grass is very high in here It’s a great place to hide. I climb onto a branch I’m on a ship out at sea We’re the baddest pirates Wussy-Wussy and me. The branch is swaying The sea is getting rough There’s a ship up ahead They might have treasure and stuff! The waves are getting higher now I’m covered in spray We race through the sea Don’t let them get away Bang!! Our mast breaks in half Now we can only go slow They were lucky this time We’ll have to let them go. The sea is calm now The wind has died down But our mast is broken We have to turn around Other pirates keep away They don’t like us very much We have to row ashore now I think it’s time for lunch. I wonder what pirates eat When they’re resting on the sand Do they drink milk from coconuts And eat stale bread and jam? I’ll eat my lunch really quick And tell Mummy about out pirate game Then I’ll run outside as fast as I can And climb up the tree again. “Don’t frighten the birds up in the trees”, Mummy said, “They are much smaller than you”. But I’m only having fun And Wussy loves to chase them, too Later a bird landed on the branch Of a tree nearby It flew so close to me I got a big big fright. Wussy wasn’t frightened, she crept up the tree Oh no! She’s starting to fall! But as she fell down she turned around And landed on her paws I know if I fell out of a tree I wouldn’t land on my feet I would fall through the air And land in a heap. I’d go crying to Mummy Telling her my knee was sore Wussy-Wussy didn’t cry She wanted to climb some more. So, digging her claws in deep She tried again Climbing up higher this time But then… The bird saw her and flew up to the sky Then looked down at Wussy, saying “If you want to catch me You’ll have to learn to fly!” Come down now Wussy It’s time for a rest We’ll leave the birds now Leave them safe in their nests. I can hear Mummy calling It’s time to go inside I’m feeling hungry now I’m glad it’s dinner time. Come on Wussy-Wussy I’ll pour some milk for you And put meat in your bowl I know you like that too. My dinner is on the table I must wash my hands real quick Pussy cats don’t like water They just give their paws a lick. After I ate all my dinner I watched cartoons on T.V. I didn’t see too many though I was starting to fall asleep. Mummy I’m tired now Will you read me a story? We’ve had great fun today Wussy-Wussy and me We ran around outside Played pirates up a tree I wonder if Wussy-Wussy is tired now And feels sleepy, like me.

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    5 May 2023

    S1 Ep1: A Day Out At The Zoo

    I am a little monkey I live here in the zoo With my Mummy and my Daddy And my sister Mary-Lou. Everyone enjoys A day out at the Zoo You like to look at us And we like to look at you. Boys and girls have funny hair Coloured yellow, red or black Sometimes we see girls with hair so long It's falling down their backs. Our hair is very short We even have it on our feet Mummy loves to clean our hair To give herself a treat. She searches slowly through the hairs For tiny fleas and lice Then puts them in her mouth She says they're really really nice. We are very lucky To live here in the Zoo Our keeper feeds us And cleans our house out too. Do children have keepers who feed them And keep their houses clean Or do they feed themselves And live high up in the trees? Why do children wear shoes And all those funny clothes How can they climb trees? I've never seen their toes. To us monkeys Children are very strange Watch them run inside Anytime it starts to rain. I think people are silly They are always pointing at me Why do children laugh and scream Anytime I have to pee? Children never stop eating There is always something in their mouths To eat lots of ice-cream They need mouths as big as ours. We eat good food Like berries, leaves and nuts. Not chocolate, crisps and sweets We don't like them very much. Sometimes we see a child With food all over its face If we ate our food like that It would be a big disgrace. Boys and girls are funny They can't walk on their feet and hands They always stand up straight I just don't understand. I can climb up branches With my sister on my back I don't think boys and girls Could climb on a tree like that. The visitors are going home now. The boys and girls are tired Mummy is calling out to us It's time to go inside. So remember the next time You have a day out at the Zoo Come and see the monkeys We like to look at you.

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