If Emma is grumpy and won't come to play, If Christopher cries when he can't get his way, Beware! and watch out for a flash of grey-brown; The dreaded Whinoceros has come to town.
Bringing with him an awful disease, It's straight from the halls of the Whinocerese, He's petty with an enormous appetite For his favorite food: a loud whiny fight.
He'll sneak in your school, and then out of the blue A terrible plague of WHINE FLU will hit you! The symptoms are many, and there is no cure, For whining and fighting and being immature.
So cross all your fingers and shout "Igglemigglemye!" (To scare off the Whino if he's passing by.) Just hope that the plague isn't too too severe, And soon the Whinoceros will pass from here.
Bayley F. Caledonia, MI
I went into the jungle to find the chimpancheeze I went to the north by testing the breeze In the clearing he stood all yellow and holey It reminded me of my soccer team's goalie Nacho, American, shredded, white, Cheddar, Swiss, Mozzarella, you name it Nobody knew if it was alive so I nibbled a little bit It tasted delicious but it started to move Then it started dancing to a funky groove
Scared of things that normal chimps do Like swinging through trees on vines kissed with dew. Hates being social and won’t tickle or wrestle Hides in the palms where the day shadows cover. The night is his foe, in the darkness he shudders A full moon swells in the sky chasing away all Of the shadow monster.
Though day after day No courage grows stronger Still old jungle tales Tell of the Wimpanzee!