My daughter and I cuddle each night.
As we snuggle up tight.
And your stories fit just right.
As we read by the bedside light.
Whether it's Fox in Socks twisting my tongue.
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Or as Sam I am.
Runs around with Green Eggs and Ham.
Reading it is so much fun.
; Then there is Horton hatching that egg.
I still love it when you pull my leg.
How about when Horton saves that speck of dust.
Reading it is a must.
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You have taken us from you're A, B, C's.
To our eyes and teeth.
We have done sounds with Mr. Brown.
And on Hopping on Pop we have gone up and down.
We know you as Theodore Geisel,
Or as Dr. Seuss.
You were also Theo LeSieg.
Thank you for letting your imagination loose!
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Brian Nelson
Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss
I am, I am,
green eggs and ham,
a piece of toast
and a spoon of jam.
This is a tribute
to you, Dr. Suess.
Here's toasting you
with a glass of juice.
You're 100 years old,
and you're not alive.
But that doesn't mean
that you still can't jive!
We'll blow out your candles
so make a big wish.
We'll pop some balloons
to add a loud swish!
I am, I am,
green eggs and ham.
Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss,
I am, I am!
Virginia Kyle Brokken
Rochester
Who's in cahoose
The noose is loose around the moose
A fluse drank juice in the caboose
A goose played duece inside a hoose
Whatever happened to Cindy Lou Whoose
Maybe she's in cahoose with Dr. Seuss
Sam Murch
Kasson
Lime time
Give me a dime
I'll make a rhyme
About a mime
who eats a lime
Oh maybe another time
Sam Murch
Kasson
Dance the twinch
Give me an inch
Without a pinch
I'll never flinch
Cause it's a cinch
To fly with a finch
You silly glinch
I'll dance the twinch
With the sly Grinch
Sam Murch
Kasson
A Seussentennial Wish
Happy Birthday to youse!
Happy Birthday dear Seuss!
It's a Seussentennial filled with mirth.
A century since the day of your birth.
That's a really long time
to be rhyming these rhymes.
You taught us to read.
You taught us to think.
You taught us to count,
With pencil and ink.
All young children today
Need guidance as well.
If you ask them, they'll say
Your stories are swell.
You've filled us with joy,
You've given us fun.
But alas and alack,
Your work is not done.
Your Birthday we'll cheer,
At two hundred,
Plus one!
Bill Oswald
Rochester
A character of rhyme
Know anyone who gets in a jam
By following the antics of a flamboyant flim flam?
Sure, sure, you do!
That someone is me
That someone is you!
Know anyone who at times can be a real grinch;
But whose heart turns to "mush" when someone's in a "pinch"?
Sure, sure, you do!
That someone is me
That someone is you!
Know anyone who has a Horton-like heart
Who sticks by his friends, lets nothing tear them apart?
Sure, sure, you do!
That someone is me
That someone is you!
Know anyone who saw those traits in us all the time,
And turned us into lovable characters of rhyme?
Know the answer? There are no more clues,
The answer, of course, is Dr. Suess!
Janet Gustafson
Stewartville
There's a Kloof on the roof
There's a Kloof
On the roof
And I have proof.
A Kloof it is,
Suess says it is!
For only a Kloof
Would be such a goof
To offer us proof
While on that roof.
A Kloof it is,
Suess says it is!
Let Theo tell you --
That Kloof is no boof,
Nor is he aloof
While on that roof.
With one sharp woof,
A bang of his hoof,
And a quick rub with his loof --
Da Christmas lights were lit in a poof!
A Kloof it is
Suess says it is!!
Barbara Metcalf
Rochester
Smiles for miles
Seuss was his name
his claim to fame
was making people smile!
He'd tell a tale
and without fail,
each would travel miles.
About a cat
inside a hat
or other wacky creatures.
We loved his works,
the twists, the quirks,
that came with every feature!
Theresa McGuire
Eyota
A honkeling honker, Doctor Seuss
In our salute to Doctor Seuss
We offer up a local goose.
Not a ring-necked pleasant pheasant
Or a waddling quirky turkey
Not a curvy long-necked swan
Or a darling duck upon our lawn.
No one-legged flaming pink flamingo
Singing like the great Domingo.
No cheeping, chirping little birds
Or flipping flapping flopping herds.
But.
What about one of the honking honkers
Likely to drive each one of us bonkers
With the honkeling honking noise they make
Swimmingly swishing in Silver Lake.
Those flashy dive bombing Canadian geese
Slipping and sliding
Bobbing and gliding
On ice or on snow
They come and they go
Winter and summer,
Some smart some dumber.
Raiding the fields for every meal
All the corn they can possibly steal
They survive, though, every critique
By making our city one that's unique
So, why not a new Goose.
Dear Doctor Seuss
Think of the fun
You'd have with one.
With your fanciful rhymes
We'd have wonderful times.
Enjoying the books we all adore
Please, Doctor Seuss. Just one more?
Jane Belau
Rochester
