Finally a good reason to learn the 9x's.:) This is so much more enjoyable read aloud.
The King of Peru
( Who was Emperor too!)
Had a sort of a rhyme
Which was useful to know.
If he felt very shy,
When a stranger came by - ( Hmmmmm..)
Or they asked him the time
When his watch didn't go;
Or supposing he fell( By mistake) down a well,
Or he tumbled when skating
An sat on his hat,
Or perhaps wasn't told
Till his porridge was cold,
That his breakfast was waiting-
......Or..something like that!
Oh, whenever the Emperor
got into a temper,
or felt himself sulky,
frightened or sad, ( YES!)
He would murmer and murmer,
Until he felt firmer,
This curious rhyme which he had:
* Eight eights are sixty-four
multiply by seven.
When it's done, carry one,
And take away eleven...
Nine nines are eight-one;
Multiply by three.
If it's more,Carry four,
And then it's time for tea.
So whenever the Queen Took his armour to clean,
And she didn't remember
to use any starch;
OR his birthday ( in May)
Was a horrible day,
Being wet as November
And as windy as March;
Or, if sitting in state
With the WISE and the GREAT,
He just happened to hiccup
while signing his name,
Or the Queen gave a cough,
When his crown tumbled off
As he bent down to pick up
A pen for the same:
Oh, whenever the Emperor
Got into a temper,
or felt himself awkward and shy, ( YES!)
He would whisper and whisper,
Until he felt crisper,
This odd little rhyme to the sky:*
Eight eights are eighty-one;
Multiply by seven.
If its more,Carry four,
And take away eleven.
Nine nines are sixty-four;
Multiply by three.
When its done,Carry one,
And then it's time for tea.(Finally):)
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
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This is a poem by A.A. Milne. I used to read it to my boys and they loved it.
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