On the Thirty Third of Januaugust
A Funny Nonsense Poem for Kids
From the book The Armpit of Doom
On the thirty third of Januaugust,
right before Octember,
a strange thing didn’t happen
that I always won’t remember.
At eleven in the afternoon,
while making midnight brunch,
I poured a glass of sandwiches
and baked a plate of punch.
Then I climbed up on my head to see
the silver sky of green,
and danced around my feet because
I’d turned eleventeen.
A parade began to end
and music started not to play,
as rain came out and snowed all night
that warm and sunny day.
That was how it didn’t happen
as I keenly don’t remember,
on the thirty third of Januaugust,
right before Octember.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2012. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 4
Topics: Wacky Weirdness, Wordplay
Poetic Techniques: Narrative Poems, Nonsense Poems, Paradox Poems, Wordplay
Word Count: 114
From the book The Armpit of Doom
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