“Hey, I know my letters!” yelled Albert one day.
“O yeah? Are you sure?” Zelda started to say.
“I’ll tell you my favorite places to be
And great stuff I like,” Albert said, “A to Z.”
A is for airport from whence people fly
To visit Australia or France or Mumbai.
B is for bathtub, all bubbly and hot,
Where I can get squeaky when spotless I’m not.
C is for city with people en masse.
And C is for country with cows, trees, and grass.
D is for desert where sunsets supreme
Show colors so thick you could eat them with cream.
E is for elevator. It’s such fun
To push all the buttons in rows, one by one.
F is for forest with creatures unseen
And sunlight in rays piercing through the thick green.
G is for garden, all weeded and neat.
New carrots with dirt are delicious to eat.
H is for home, O so cozy and warm,
A place meant for resting from testing and storm.
I is for island, surrounded by sea.
If you love to swim, it’s a great place to be.
J is for jungle, all luscious and shower-y,
All much overgrown-y, insect-y and flowery.
K is for kitchen where everyone meets,
Makes jokes and tells stories and giggles and eats.
L is for lake and the loons living there
Who call for their mates in the soft evening air.
M is for mountain, majestic and craggy,
Where mountain goats’ coats get all matted and shaggy.
N is for nursery, just up the stairs,
Where mothers and dads sometimes sing us our prayers.
O is for outside where we love to play
By the creek, on the swings, up the trees, in the hay.
P is for playground, all covered with friends.
It’s always too soon when our afternoon ends.
Q is for quasar, a kind of black hole.
I wouldn’t go visit if Mars is your goal.
R is for refuge, a good place to hide
With feelings of sad, mad, or quiet inside.
S is for school where we learn the three “R’s”
And all about lizards and singing and stars.
T is for there, which is someplace not here,
Sometimes very distant, sometimes very near.
U is for universe, vast, deep, and wide.
We could travel forever and still be inside.
V is for valley where food can be grown.
Folks yodel their messages when there’s no phone.
W is world. All this big world around
Will soon be at peace, not a war to be found.
X is for xebec, a great place afloat.
Just in case you’ve not seen one, a xebec’s a boat.
Y is for yurt, a small house with a dome.
If you were a nomad, you might call it home.
Z is for zenith, that star’s path up high.
Or a great big success we can reach if we try.
“So Zelda my friend, did I do it all right?”
“Yep. You certainly did. Now let’s both say good night.”
“But it’s only lunchtime,” smiled Al, “about noon.”
“Well, we’ve sure traveled far!” Zelda yawned. ”See you soon.”
Iambic Nana 