A bedtime tale

Or an introduction to Dr Seuss - A Classic Treasury, in the style of Dr Seuss. (AS told by KT & her Dad.)




                             
 Daddy, Daddy please please can,
 You read to me Green eggs & ham
 No, no this tale, I do not like

 I would not, could not read it tonight                                                                              

                                                                   
well, would you, could you now & then
  even possibly soon & when
read it with me, Barbie & Ken
 No I wouldn't now & then 

Would you, could you on a boat
 somewhere of the Norfolk coast                                           
whilst the captain makes some toast
 would you, could you on a boat
                                                                         
No I wouldn't on a boat
even with jam on my toast 
 floating off the English coast
 no I wouldn't on a boat 


Will you, will you on a horse 
 riding round a jumping course 
  reading  semaphore & Morse 
 will you, would you on a horse

No I wouldn't on a horse

 not even on a dressage course

 read in semaphore & Morse

 never, never on a horse

                                                                                                     

Daddy, Daddy please please can,

  you read to me Green eggs & ham

Green eggs & ham, this very night                                        

 this is something I would not like

                                                  
Well, would you, could you in a field   
 speeding down a giant hill 
on an old & rusty shield  
would you read it in a field

 Never, never in a field
it would make me rather ill
speeding on a rusty shield
 I'll never read it in a field



                               
  How about read it to a goat
  who's telling rather saucy jokes
  whilst waterskiing round a moat
 would you read it to a goat

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      

 Read it, read it to a goat  
who's waterskiing round a moat 
 this is a rather poor taste joke
I will not, read it to a goat

  

 Well could you teach me, then & now 
 to read this book, show me how
so I can read green eggs & ham 
 then I can read it , when I can

                                                                           

 Ok, my daughter I confess
 even if its under duress
 I do like Seuss, I have to say
 I would teach you to read him any day
  
 But, I will read it till you sleep
 count, count, counting all the sheep
 cuddly toys piled in a heap
 on your bed, that's never neat


I will read him now & then
& together with your friends
somewhere off the Norfolk coast
bob, bob, bobbing on a boat    





                                                                          
 I will read him on a horse
 signing  semaphore & Morse
 whilst I'm sitting in a field
slip, slip, sliding on a shield

I will read it to a goat

who's waterskiing round a moat

  I will read green eggs & ham

 to you my daughter, yes I can                                          

                                           

                                                

                                         


                                            
   With you my daughter, yes we can !!







             


When my daughter was younger, a lot of the books were what I  would describe as " very girly" stories, full of princesses lounging about the place waiting to be saved. My daughter loved having  me read stories to her, but these "girly" ones I didn't like, found I couldn't invest any real passion or joy in them. So when I came across a couple of books, One being - Spike Milligan's, A children's treasury of Milligan ( really funny book), & the other being this one - Dr Seuss, A classic treasury, I suddenly found not only did I enjoy reading to her again, but there was all these daft characters that I could become. Her bedtime suddenly turned into a performance, with both of us playing different characters (complete with silly voices) & as she got older & she started reading confidently, she found she could join in and even read it to me.  

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