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Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems

Pickled Poems Podcast

Pickled Poems is a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Each week host Grace shares a favorite poem for the whole family to enjoy. Silly poems, serious poems... Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems is for children who already love poetry and for those who aren"t quite sure. Perfect for homeschool families, Morning Time and memory work routines, family road trips, or just for fun! Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem?

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00:02:09

Trees (Pickled Poem Ep. 23)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/01/12

“Trees” by Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems

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Voices of Water (Pickled Poem Ep. 22)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2024/01/05

“Voices of Water” by Tony Mitton The water in the rain says tick tick tack The water in the sleet says slushThe water in the ice says crick crick crack The water in the snow says hush The water in the sink says slosh slosh The water in the tap says drip The water in the bath says wash wash The water in the cup says sip The water in the pool says splish splash The water in the stream says trill The water in the sea says crish crash The water in the pond .... stays still. The water in the

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Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (Pickled Poems Ep. 21)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/12/29

"Wynken, Blynken, and Nod" by Eugene Field Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe--Sailed on a river of crystal light, Into a sea of dew."Where are you going, and what do you wish?" The old moon asked of the three."We have come to fish for the herring fishThat live in this beautiful sea;Nets of silver and gold have we!" Said Wynken, Blynken, And Nod.The old moon laughed and sang a

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In the Bleak Midwinter (Pickled Poem Ep. 20)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/12/22

"In the Bleak Midwinter" by Christina Rossetti In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan,Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone;Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow,In the bleak midwinter, long ago.Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain;Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign.In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficedThe Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ.Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day,Breastful of milk, and a mangerful

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The Crocodile (Pickled Poem Ep. 19)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/12/15

"The Crocodile" by Lewis Carroll How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail,And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly spreads his claws,And welcomes little fishes in, With gently smiling jaws! Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me

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00:02:14

Fire and Ice (Pickled Poem Ep. 18)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/12/08

"Fire and Ice" by Robert Frost Some say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice.From what I’ve tasted of desireI hold with those who favor fire.But if it had to perish twice,I think I know enough of hateTo say that for destruction iceIs also greatAnd would suffice. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what

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A Visit from St. Nicholas (Pickled Poem Ep. 17)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/12/01

"A Vist from St. Nicholas" by Clement Clarke Moore 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;The children were nestled all snug in their beds;While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,When out on the lawn there arose

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The Good Little Girl (Pickled Poem Ep. 16)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/11/24

"The Good Little Girl" by A. A. Milne It's funny how often they say to me, " Jane?" Have you been a good girl? "" Have you been a good girl? "And when they have said it, they say it again," Have you been a good girl? "" Have you been a good girl? "I go to a party, I go out to tea,I go to an aunt for a week at the sea,I come back from school or from playing a game;Wherever I come from, it's always the same: " Well?Have you been a

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00:05:57

Five Kernels of Corn (Pickled Poem Ep. 15)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/11/17

A Thanksgiving Poem: "Five Kernels of Corn" By Hezekiah Butterworth ‘Twas the year of the famine in Plymouth of old, The ice and the snow from the thatched roofs had rolled; Through the warm purple skies steered the geese o’er the seas, And the woodpeckers tapped in the clocks of the trees; And the boughs on the slopes to the south winds lay bare, and dreaming of summer, the buds swelled in the air. The pale Pilgrims welcomed each reddening morn; There were left but for rations Five

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Autumn by Grace Sloan (Pickled Poem Ep. 14)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/11/10

Today's Pickled Poem is by ME, Grace Sloan! "Autumn" by Grace Sloan Orange, reds, and yellows paint the trees The leaves a crackling fire against the sky Whispering to each other in the breeze Relinquishing their hold, they fly The squirrels are gathering nuts to hide away Leaping through the trees they do go In the wind, their tails do sway Their hidden feast prepares them for the snow The time for camping has now come We hike all day, then pitch our tent Around the fire. Songs we do

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Arithmetic (Pickled Poem Ep. 13)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/11/03

“Arithmetic” by Carl Sandburg Arithmetic is where numbers fly like pigeons in and out of your head. Arithmetic tells you how many you lose or win if you know how many you had before you lost or won. Arithmetic is seven eleven all good children go to heaven-- or five six bundle of sticks. Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand to your pencil to your paper till you get the answer. Arithmetic is where the answer is right and everything is nice and you can look out of the

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Autumn (Pickled Poem Ep. 12)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/10/27

“Autumn” by Emily Dickinson The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry's cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, I'll put a trinket on. Hi, I’m Grace, and this is the Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems Podcast. It’s a poetry podcast by a kid, for kids. Are you ready for today’s Pickled Poem? Email pickledpoemspodcast@gmail.com and let me know what you thought

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Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too (Pickled Poem Ep. 11)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/10/20

“Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too” by Shel Silverstein Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too Went for a ride in a flying shoe. "Hooray!" "What fun!" "It's time we flew!" Said Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too. Ickle was captain, and Pickle was crew And Tickle served coffee and mulligan stew As higher And higher And higher they flew, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too. Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too, Over the sun and beyond the blue. "Hold

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The Goops (Pickled Poem Ep. 10)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/10/13

“The Goops” by Gelett Burgess The meanest trick I ever knew Was one I know you never do. I saw a Goop once try to do it, And there was nothing funny to it. He pulled a chair from under me As I was sitting down; but he Was sent to bed, and rightly, too. It was a horrid thing to do! The Goops they lick their fingers, And the Goops they lick their knives; They spill their broth on the tablecloth-- Oh, they lead disgusting lives! The Goops they talk while eating, And loud and fast they

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Vagabond Song (Pickled Poem Ep. 9)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/10/06

“Vagabond Song” by Bliss Carman There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood— Touch of manner, hint of mood; And my heart is like a rhyme, With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time. The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry Of bugles going by. And my lonely spirit thrills To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills. There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir; We must rise and follow her, When from every hill of flame She calls and

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The Tale of Custard the Dragon (Pickled Poem Ep. 8)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/09/29

“The Tale of Custard the Dragon” by Ogden Nash Belinda lived in a little white house, With a little black kitten and a little gray mouse, And a little yellow dog and a little red wagon, And a realio, trulio, little pet dragon. Now the name of the little black kitten was Ink, And the little gray mouse, she called her Blink, And the little yellow dog was sharp as Mustard, But the dragon was a coward, and she called him Custard. Custard the dragon had big sharp teeth, And spikes on top of him and

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The Road Goes Ever On (Pickled Poem Ep. 7)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/09/22

Happy Hobbit Day! This version of “The Road Goes Ever On” by J. R. R. Tolkien is found in The Hobbit. Roads go ever ever on,Over rock and under tree,By caves where never sun has shone,By streams that never find the sea;Over snow by winter sown,And through the merry flowers of June,Over grass and over stone,And under mountains in the moon. Roads go ever ever onUnder cloud and under star,Yet feet that wandering have goneTurn at last to home afar.Eyes that fire and sword have seenAnd horror in the

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Mr. Nobody (Pickled Poem Ep. 6)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/09/15

“Mr. Nobody” by Anonymous I know a funny little man, As quiet as a mouse, Who does the mischief that is done In everybody’s house! There’s no one ever sees his face, And yet we all agree That every plate we break was cracked By Mr. Nobody. ’Tis he who always tears out books, Who leaves the door ajar, He pulls the buttons from our shirts, And scatters pins afar; That squeaking door will always squeak, For prithee, don’t you see, We leave the oiling to be done By

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Jabberwocky (Pickled Poem Ep. 5)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/09/08

“Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll ’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. “Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!” He took his vorpal sword in hand; Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he

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The Cupboard (Pickled Poem Ep. 4)

Peter Piper Picked a Peck of Pickled Poems ·

2023/09/01

Today’s Pickled Poem is a special September Birthday Shout out for Penelope Jane who turns 4 years old this month! Her grandmamma has requested this poem just for her! Happy birthday Penny, from your grandmamma! The Cupboard by Walter de la Mare I know a little cupboard, With a teeny tiny key, And there's a jar of Lollipops For me, me, me. It has a little shelf, my dear, As dark as dark can be, And there's a dish of Banbury Cakes For me, me, me. I have a small fat grandmamma, With a very

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