I Hate My Hat

September 30, 2013

This weekend my 6-year-old son and I practiced pronouncing words that do and do not end in “e.” I wrote this poem to help him practice.

embarrassing hat

I hate my hat. It made me mad
To get this present from my dad.

My pal was pale. “What’s that?” he said.
“That big, big gold thing on your head?”

He did not have to be so rude.
My hat’s a dud. I get it, dude!

I want to look my best — but nope!
My pop made me look like the Pope.

One comment

  1. Terrific! Now let’s see if the lesson sticks…

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