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Roger's Rhymes

Roger's Rhymes

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 Are you tired of reciting the same old nursery rhymes to your little ones night after night? If so, then it's time to spice things up with a brand new collection of poems that will reignite the joy and wonder of childhood.

Introducing "Roger’s Rhymes" - a fresh and exciting series of poems that will stimulate your child's imagination and leave them begging for more.

"Roger's Rhymes" is a collection of poems written by Roger Hickson, a grandfather from Ireland who wanted to create something special for his grandchildren. With his pen as his wand, he weaved a series of playful and imaginative nursery rhymes that are sure to captivate the hearts and minds of children everywhere.

From silly creatures and fantastical lands to everyday experiences and heartfelt emotions, each rhyme is crafted to playfully engage young imaginations and stimulate a love for language and storytelling. With a skillful hand for rhythm and rhyme, “Roger's Rhymes” dances off the page and into the hearts of those who read them.

Whether recited aloud or whispered in the ear of a sleepy child, "Roger's Rhymes" are sure to bring a smile and a sense of wonder to all who hear them. So come along and explore the whimsical world of Roger's imagination, where anything is possible and rhymes are the key to unlocking magic.



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  • S2 Ep7: My Best Friend

    S2 Ep7: My Best Friend
    2025/06/27

    🎙️ New from Roger’s Rhymes: My Best Friend 🧸


    Who’s your best friend? For the little one in this gentle, funny, and heartwarming poem, it’s not a superhero or a schoolmate… it’s a teddy bear with one eye, no teeth, and lots of love.


    My Best Friend     by Roger Hickson captures the magical bond between a child and their favourite toy. With a rhythm perfect for bedtime or car rides, this poem will have kids giggling and grown-ups smiling.


    From bath-time blunders to sweet visits to Nana, and playful afternoons with friends next door, My Best Friend celebrates the everyday adventures of childhood, and the quiet heroes who sit beside us through it all.


    🎧 Listen now on Spotify, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your stories.
    📚 And don’t forget you can read along at rogers-rhymes.com



    My Best Friend
    By Roger Hickson

    Everyone has a best friend.
    Mine is my teddy bear.
    He's nearly as big as me,
    But I have longer hair.

    Although he only has one eye,
    I know that he can see.
    I look after him
    And he looks after me.

    Mummy thinks I'm still a baby.
    I'm not a baby at all now.
    The last time daddy measured me,
    I was a meter tall.

    Some days I'm not hungry.
    I don't really want to eat.
    Mummy gives my food to Teddy.
    But I know Teddy has no teeth.

    I turn and smile at Teddy,
    And Teddy smiles at me.
    He's not going to eat my food.
    He'll leave it all for me.

    On sunny days I love to
    Play out on the grass.
    Till mummy calls out to me.
    “You'll have to have a bath!”

    I climb upstairs for Teddy.
    He's lying on my bed.
    Mummy says “you can't bath him!”
    So it's a plastic duck instead.

    When we go out for a drive
    Mummy puts me in the car.
    If Teddy is ever left behind,
    I know we won't go far.

    We go to see my Nana,
    Who lives somewhere by the sea.
    I look at all the trees and cows
    And then I fall asleep.

    Nana is very good to me.
    She gives me sweets to chew.
    Then laughs when I smile and say
    “Some for Teddy too?”

    My other friend is Tommy,
    The boy who lives next door.
    Tommy is only three years old,
    While I'm nearly four.

    Tommy has a teddy.
    His name is Teddy Boo.
    I wonder why he calls him that.
    I think it's funny too.

    Mummy often says,
    “Look what I've got here!
    A little boy and girl
    With Teddy Boo and Teddy Bear!”

    When we play outside,
    We're as happy as can be.
    As teddies don't wear shoes,
    They stay inside and watch TV.

    Mummy loves to dance and sing
    To music turned up loud.
    Then lifts me and Teddy up
    And swings us round and round.

    I know Teddy is tired.
    He's lying next to me.
    Daddy reads a story
    And then we fall asleep.
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    6 分
  • S2 Ep6: The Dinosaurs' Big Day Out

    S2 Ep6: The Dinosaurs' Big Day Out
    2025/06/03
    The Dinosaurs’ Big Day Out is a playful, heartwarming poem that takes you deep into the world of Eleanor; a young, friendly dinosaur with a big imagination and an even bigger heart. Through her eyes, we experience the excitement of a special day filled with games, races, music, and a few unexpected tumbles.

    This delightful story-in-verse reminds us that not all dinosaurs are scary, and not every race needs a trophy to be a win. With a touch of humour, a dash of chaos, and plenty of dino-sized fun, it’s perfect for young readers and their grown-ups to enjoy together.

    Whether you're here for a bedtime story or looking for something cheerful to share in the classroom, this dinosaur adventure promises smiles, giggles, and a gentle message about resilience, fun, and family.

    Let the stomping begin!


    The Dinosaurs Big Day Out

    Do you remember Flor,
    The young dinosaur?
    Well, I'm his younger sister.
    My name is Eleanor.

    We come from a family of nice dinosaurs.
    Although two of our uncles are very angry.
    We keep out of their way.
    They are loud and scary.

    Us dinosaurs we’re not all scary.
    We can be very friendly too.
    We like to have fun
    Just like you.

    At the end of every summer
    Is the dinosaur's big day out.
    Running races, playing games, stomping around,
    Laughing, singing and talking out loud.

    On the morning of the big day,
    I watch an old dinosaur
    Teach the young ones
    How to screech and roar.

    I don't take part.
    It's not very nice.
    I don't want to scare anyone.
    I block my ears and close my eyes.

    The Daddy and Daughter race
    Is my favourite race of all.
    It's easy for dad to carry me
    because I'm rather small.

    I climb up daddy's back.
    The race will soon begin.
    Daddy can run really fast.
    I know we're going to win.

    The other girls are worried.
    I can see it in their eyes.
    They're dinosaur Dads aren't fast like mine.
    I hope we win the prize!

    And off we go!
    The race has now begun.
    There's such a lot of noise.
    From the shouts and cheers from everyone.

    We're flying along.
    Then everybody laughs
    As I bounce off daddy's back
    And land on the grass.

    I jump up and yell out
    “Daddy, wait for me!”
    But he can't hear me.
    He's halfway off down the field.

    After dad crossed the finish line,
    He knew he wasn't going to win.
    There I was running up the field
    Trying to catch up to him.

    Daddy comes back and picks me up
    Saying, “Wipe away your tears,
    It's not the end of the world.
    We'll try again next year!”

    The racing is over now.
    The prizes have all been won.
    I didn't win anything,
    but I've had lots of fun.

    It's time to eat now
    And lie down to have a rest.
    We need to build up our energy.
    You won't believe what's coming next.

    Dad and his friends are building
    A bonfire on the sand.
    When the sun goes down,
    We're going to dance to our favourite band.

    As flames light up the sky.
    The band begins to play.
    We all jump up and stomp around.
    We've been waiting for this all day.
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    6 分
  • S2 Ep5: Rhythm and Blues, Reds & Yellows - Colours for Kids

    S2 Ep5: Rhythm and Blues, Reds & Yellows - Colours for Kids
    2025/03/14
    RHYTHM ‘N BLUES, REDS & YELLOWS
    Colours for kids
    By ROGER HICKSON

    Orange is for oranges
    My favourite fruit of all
    Hold it in your hand
    You can squeeze it like a ball.

    When you peel an orange
    You must keep your head up high
    If you forget to do this
    It will squirt you in the eye.

    Brown is a bar of chocolate
    Mummy gives me for a treat
    Only a small one though
    Too much will rot my teeth.

    Brown is also coffee
    That grownups love to drink
    They even love the smell of it
    I just think it stinks!

    Blue is the sky
    On a bright sunny day
    Look its stopped raining
    We can go outside and play.

    Lets kick the ball with Daddy
    He always wants to win
    But he can never beat us
    We’re faster than him.

    Remember that blue sky
    We were talking about before?
    Well, Daddy kicked the ball so high
    It landed in next door.

    He tried hard to get it back
    But the ball was out of reach
    Mummy said “Will you ever learn,
    You should play football on the beach!”

    Green is the grass
    That Daddy has to cut
    He mows it every week
    But it still keeps coming up.

    Why is he so happy
    When he hears its going to rain?
    “It’s far too wet outside
    It really is a shame”

    Mummy says he’s lazy
    Watching football on T.V.
    “I don’t know why you’re smiling
    There’ll be more grass to cut next week!”

    Green is the grass
    Cows and horses love to eat
    They stand around and eat all day
    Then lie down and fall asleep.

    I wish I could be like them
    And do whatever I like
    No, I’ve changed my mind
    A cow can’t ride a bike!

    Pink are little pigs
    Playing in the sun
    Running round outside
    Having lots of fun.

    Little pigs don’t realise
    They are very lucky
    They never get in trouble
    For coming home all mucky.

    Look, he’s playing in the mud
    Right up to his belly
    If I wanted to play in mud
    I’d have to wear my wellies.

    Watch him wallow in the muck
    Rolling round and round
    Is a pig truly pink?
    Or really pink and brown.

    Purple is beetroot
    Daddy loves to eat
    With cucumbers, lettuce
    Tomatoes and cold meat.

    Beetroot is good for you
    Daddy says it all the time
    But I don’t like these purple things
    He can have mine.

    Yellow are bananas
    That Mummy peels for me
    She says I eat so many
    I could be a monkey up a tree.

    My little baby brother
    Loves to eat bananas too
    But he’s only a baby
    He can’t hold them like me and you.

    One day I gave him some of mine
    I thought he wanted to be fed
    But he didn’t put it in his mouth
    He squished it up instead.

    It was all over his hands
    It was even in his hair
    He wiped it over his face
    Squished banana everywhere.

    After he was given a bath
    And bits of banana cleaned off the floor
    Mummy said I’m not allowed
    To feed my brother anymore.

    Red are strawberries
    When they’re ripe to pick
    Never eat a green one
    They’ll only make you sick.

    I love to eat strawberries
    My brothers love them too
    But brothers can be naughty
    And do what brothers do.

    Mummy made a cake for me
    With strawberries round the top
    But when she wasn’t looking
    Someone naughty picked them off.

    I ran and told Mummy
    She said to me “Don’t cry
    We’ve more strawberries in the garden
    We’ll nail them down this time!”

    White was the snowman
    We made last year
    He had a carrot for his nose
    And sticks for his ears.

    Mummy gave us a scarf
    That was a small bit torn
    To put around his neck
    To keep our snowman warm!

    Black is the dark
    When I wake up in the night
    My door is slightly open
    I can see the hallway light.

    I go to Mummy and Daddy’s room
    I love to climb in with them
    Then I cuddle up with Mummy
    And I’m off to sleep again!
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    6 分

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