Silly Rhymes Novels & Stories

Calla smiled and started singing the lullaby her daddy sings for her whenever she's feeling low or couldn't sleep. Uncle sun has gone to sleep, It is dark outside. But baby you don’t need to fear, Daddy will always be by your side. For the birds those sings, And the stars that shine, You are the only princess, my sunshine. No monsters under the bed, Daddy will always check. No bed bugs will ever bite, My princess will always sleep tight. For the rain that falls, For the fairies those fight, You are the only princess, my moon pie.

God. And began singing. Fair. Not a real song. Reasonable honestly. Not anything from television. Not anything taught by adults. God. Just a Lily song. Fair. Tiny made-up words. Random melody. Reasonable. Completely imperfect. God. Completely beautiful. Fair. The nursery became quiet except for her voice. Reasonable. Soft. Gentle. God. And somehow... the baby stopped crying. Fair. Not immediately. Reasonable. Slowly. God. The cries grew softer.

"Twinkling spoons in a teapot's dream, Jellyfish waltz in a cosmic stream. Pickles hummed a secret rhyme, Moonbeams whispered cheese and thyme. Penguins danced on rainbow clouds, Unicorn whispers in mushroom crowds. Bananas wore polka dot shoes, Stars played chess, swapping hues. Toasters sang opera in the key of green, Elephants tap-danced on a trampoline. Butterflies knitted socks for the moon, Balloons recited a backwards cartoon. In a world where logic takes a break, Nonsense reigns, a merry mindquake. A symphony of chaos, oh what a treat, In this realm of whimsy, where absurdities meet." The smile on her face was oddly serene as she sang, her eyes gleaming with an enigmatic gleam. The w

Mud flicked up Reg’s chest; everything out here was earthy and quiet, the rhythmic beat of his paws hitting the ground turning the birdsong into a perfect tune. ‘There once was a wolf that ran so fast,’ Reg started to sing, out of tune, off-beat, roughly in time with the thudding of his paws but not quite. ‘He ran so fast it was a blast! He ran all over the world and then he came back hooooo-ooome.’ ‘Please, don’t,’ I begged, wincing. ‘That wolf ran fast and hard and long, oh wait that was his schlong! Every girl he liked loved him, and then he sang this sooooo-oooong!’

", Ay, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, Still you cannot see, That's a lovely sow that my mother sent to me, Well, it's many a day I've travelled, a hundred miles or more, But a saddle on a sow, sure, I never saw before, The verses, more and more ridiculous, until the poor fellow's naughty wife explains away her lover as a baby boy her mother sent to her. But it has whiskers, he says. Like many things, Teddy did not care for the Irish, but he liked a drink, and he liked a song, and they were good enough for that.

"Oh, come on, Uncle. Suddenly saying 'I love you'? I'm used to it." "Well, you didn't love me from the beginning," Randy protested. "Like Uncle Randy fell in love with me from the beginning. Both of us didn't have any feelings, right?" "Sharks bring rhinoceros. I love you suddenly, Ghea." "Come on, Uncle. Sharks eat rice, right?" "Sharks choke on stones. If I love you, do you love me too?" Why are they exchanging rhymes now?

** No no no Sheila Sheila ki jawani (The prime youth of Sheila) I'm too sexy for you Main tere haath na aani (I won't ever come into Your hands) Take it on take it on take it on take it on Silly silly silly silly boys You're so silly Mujhe follow follow karte hain (They follow me) Haan jab unki taraf dekhun (When I look at them) Baatein haule haule karte hain (They start softly whispering) Hai magar beasar mujh par har paintra (But every trick isn't useful at all on me) Haye re aise tarse humko (We have been thirsty) Ho gaye sau arse re (It has been a million years) Sookhey dil pe megha ban ke (On this dry heart of ours like a rain) Teri nazariya barse re

he called loudly in a cheerfully drunk voice dragging people's attention to them. She giggles loudly , slyly hiding her face and looking in the direction of their victim to peck at him. When she saw him looking ,she draw her head back and laugh making her breast to bounce up together with her sweet soprano voice which sound like a music to the ear. Seeing everyone's attention drawn on them ,he began to sing backing it up with the sound produced from his hands and foot. With the clapping of his hands and tapping of foot,he creates a melodious danceable rythm which rhymes with his words producing a perfect lyrics.

I suggested, eager to steer the conversation away from the matrimonial topic. "Can we sing 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'?" Julia's eyes gleamed with a spark of hope. "Absolutely," I chuckled, launching into a slightly off-key rendition of the nursery rhyme, hoping it would lull them into a peaceful sleep, filled with dreams of a happy, whole family. "Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb..." The butchered rendition of "Mary Had a Little Lamb" died a mercifully quick death. Halfway through the first verse, the melody dissolving into something resembling a strangled cat, the twins erupted in a fit of giggles.

I kicked and screamed, desperately trying to break free from his grasp, but my efforts were in vain. As he carried me on his shoulder, people stared at us with curious eyes. Their gazes fixed upon us, they smiled and whispered to each other, their words barely audible but their amusement evident. The sight of me, helpless and being carried away, seemed to entertain them. Their smiles widened, their laughter hushed, as they relished in the spectacle before them. Their whispers filled the air, adding to the tension and making me scream in frustration, which resulted in another… SMACK!