Stop Rhyming and I Mean It!

Someone on this bus didn't read the sign.... icky icky, yuck yuck yuck!

Ok... so in school, Cache is learning all about rhyming and poems. His teacher asked him to write 2 poems with 4 lines of rhyming words. I had picked him up from school and so we took the entire bus ride home (with our durian smelling friends) to work out some rhymes. We wrote three. Here is one of my favourites:

"Once Mike rode on a bike.
It was a three-wheeled trike.
He ran into a pole.
And broke his skull.
How tragic."

Ummmm, we should work on that... But it made us both laugh, so it's perfection to me! Now get me off this smelly bus!!!