Sunday, November 22, 2009

Chicken Soup With Rice

"Chicken Soup With Rice," by Maurice Sendak, is a children's favorite. Though "Where the Wild Things Are" is getting more attention lately, it bodes well not to forget Sendak's other classics. My friend was feeling sick today, and I thought of this poem/ song for her.

We were also talking about Carol King the other night, while singing karaoke. She turned Maurice Sendak's story into a great song.



January
In January it's so nice
While slipping on the sliding ice

To sip hot chicken soup with rice

Sipping once, sipping twice

Sipping chicken soup with rice

February
In February it will be
My snowman's anniversary

With cake for him and soup for me!
Happy once, happy twice

Happy chicken soup with rice

March

In March the wind blows down the door

And spills my soup upon the floor
It laps it up and roars for more
Blowing once, blowing twice

Blowing chicken soup with rice

April

In April I will go away
To far off Spain or old Bombay

And dream about hot soup all day
Oh, my, oh, once, oh, my, oh, twice

Oh, my, oh, chicken soup with rice

May

In May I truly think it best

To be a robin lightly dressed

Concocting soup inside my nest

Mix it once, mix it twice

Mix that chicken soup with rice
June

In June I saw a charming group

Of roses all begin to droop

I pepped them up with chicken soup!
Sprinkle once, sprinkle twice

Sprinkle chicken soup with rice

July

In July I'll take a peep

Into the cool and fishy deep
Where chicken soup is selling cheap
Selling once, selling twice
Selling chicken soup with rice

August

In August it will be so hot
I will become a cooking pot
Cooking soup of course-why not?
Cooking once, cooking twice

Cooking chicken soup with rice

September

In September, for a while
I will ride a crocodile
Down the chicken soup-y Nile

Paddle once, paddle twice
Paddle chicken soup with rice
October

In October I'll be host

To witches, goblins and a ghost

I'll serve them chicken soup on toast
Whoopy
once, whoopy twice

Whoopy
chicken soup with rice

November

In November's gusty gale
I will flop my flippy tail

And spout hot soup-I'll be a whale!

Spouting once, spouting twice

Spouting chicken soup with rice

December

In December I will be
A baubled, bangled Christmas tree

With soup bowls draped all over me

Merry once, merry twice

Merry chicken soup with rice


I told you once, I told you twice
All seasons of the year are nice

For eating chicken soup with rice!

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