Kids, Kids, Kids! Poem by Mariah Clary

Kids like to run around,
Kids like to jump up and down,
Kids like to bounce in and out,
They like to scream and shout,
They like to ring bells and make noise,
The boys play with bats,
And the girls play with cats,
Kids need mats because they leave tracks,
So if you can't find them follow their trail,
You might find a button,
You might find a nail,
I can't guarantee that their neat,
But I can tell you their fun to meet!