This file includes Bath Time, Blowing Bubbles and Chewing Gum.
Rub-a-dub-dub
Three girls in the tub
Splashing and shouting with glee.
They've scrubbed and they've rubbed
and they've played in the tub
And now they're as clean as can be.
(Shel Silverstein)
There's too many kids in this tub
There's too many elbows to scrub
I just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mine
There's too many kids in this tub.
(Nicholas Gordon)
Once I'm in my bubble bath
I like to stir up more.
Half the suds go in my eyes
And half go on the floor.
The fun is in the bubbles 'cause
They giggle on my skin,
And when I stick them on my face
They dangle from my chin.
And when I splash them hard enough
They pop and disappear,
And then my bath time's over 'cause
I've made the water clear.
(Aileen Fisher)
After my bath
I try, try, try
to wipe myself
'till I'm dry, dry, dry.
Hands to wipe
and fingers and toes
and two wet legs
and a shiny nose.
Just think how much
less time I'd take
if I were a dog
and could shake, shake, shake.
Bubbles in the bath and
bubbles on your head--
How about some bubbles
on your body, instead?
I know washing your body
is really quite a bore,
But you'll just have to trust me,
That's what the bubbles are for!
(John Drinkwater)
What is all this washing about,
Every day, week in, week out?
From getting up till going to bed,
I'm tired of hearing the same thing said.
Whether I'm dirty or whether I'm not.
Whether the water is cold or hot,
Whether I like it or whether I don't,
Whether I will or whether I won't,
"Have you washed your hands and your face?"
I seem to live in the washing-place.
Whenever I go for a walk or ride,
As soon as I put my nose inside
The door again, there's some one there
With a sponge and soap, and a lot they care
If I have something better to do,
"Now wash your face and your fingers, too."
Before a meal is ever begun,
And after ever a meal is done,
It's time to turn on the waterspout,
Please, what is all this washing about?
(Ruth Reardon)
SOMETIMES . . .
Let's just blow bubbles,
For no good reason
Let's just blow bubbles,
Laugh a little, watch them disappear
Not even wonder where.
Smile and touch the rainbow colors
Watch them float in the air.
No reason why--
No goals, no structure.
SOMETIMES . . .
Let's just
blow bubbles.
(Margaret Hillert)
Dip your pipe and gently blow.
Watch the tiny bubble grow
Big and bigger, round and fat,
Rainbow-colored, and then
SPLAT!
(Lonnie Donegan)
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
If your mother says don't chew it, do you swallow it in spite?
Can you catch it on your tonsils, can you heave it left and right?
Does your chewing gum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?
Ma gave me a nickel,
To buy a pickle,
I didn't buy a pickle
I bought some Bubble gum,
Bazooka -zooka bubble gum
Ma gave me a dime,
To buy a lime
I didn't buy a lime
I bought some Bubble gum,
Bazooka -zooka bubble gum
Ma gave me a dollar
To buy a collar
I didn't buy a collar
I bought some Bubble gum,
Bazooka -zooka bubble gum
(Crystal Bowman)
I blew a great big bubble
While chewing gum today.
It stretched out wide before it popped;
I'm really pleased to say.
A little gum got on my cheeks,
And in my nose and hair.
My eyebrows felt a little weird,
But I didn't really care.
My ears were just a little plugged.
Some gum was on my chin.
The collar of my Oxford shirt
Was sticking to my skin.
The bubble was enormous,
The noise was very loud.
My mother wasn't happy,
But I was very proud!