Silly Rhymes Novels & Stories

sukoon smiles and says ok lets start. Madness is an illness… An illness that old age makes you forget. But screw that… we won’t be old for a while… So let’s be MAD tonight! I’ve seen mint in the betel leaf. I’ve seen the gem on your nose ring. I’ve seen a beautiful girl; and a handsome rascal. The moon became a cheater and cheated, so all the stars said, gili gigi akkha. My words, your words, talking so much is a bad habit.

(WHITE RABBIT) ONE, TWO, THREE AS THE RHYME BEATS INTO ITS TONE THAT CREATED THE VERY DREAD OF A SYMPHONY AND STARTED THE MELODY. FOUR, FIVE, SIX, IT STARTED TO HUM WITH THE IMPENDING WORDS THAT TOOK THE DREAD AND COLD FROM THE INSIDE. SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, THE TWO OF THEM FIND THE PERFECT SPOT. IN A CORNER, YET NOT IN A DISTINCT TONAL PLAYGROUND, HE ACCEPTED THE INVITATION AS SHE GAVE THE CARD IN RETURN.

' I am giggling like a little school girl but Jan doesn’t find the humor and my mockery. **** Wise men say, Only fools rush in, But I can’t help falling in love with you, Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? If I can’t help falling in love with you, Like a river flows, Surely to the sea, Darlin so it goes, Some things are meant to be, Take my hand, Take my whole life too, For I can’t help falling in love with you ****

he responded softly, humoring my whim. “Small circle, small circle, big circle,” I sang quietly under my breath as I carefully dragged the tip of the pen across his skin, drawing little circles. “Two mommies, two daddies, say goodbye,” I hiccuped loudly, swaying in place. “Six times six, six times six, thirty-six. Say goodbye,” I cackled, moving my head back to admire my handiwork before clapping my hands together in delight. “It looks like a true masterpiece!”

I struggled to stay awake but I couldn't and a familiar lyrics kept running through my head “I love you, a bushel love you, a bushel and a peck A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap A barrel and a heap and I'm talkin' in my sleep About you, about you. 'Cause I love you, a bushel and a peck You bet your purdy neck, I do A doodle oodle, ooh doo A doodle oodle, oodle, ooh doo I love you, a bushel and a peck A bushel and a peck though you make my heart a wreck

he said, a little confused. “What was that about?” said Jenny. She was staring at me, x-ray vision on max. “Nothing. Just remembering something.” There’d be time enough later, right now my speedrun record was floundering at the first hurdle. “Don’t worry about singing well. Nursery rhymes, ‘Daisy Daisy’, ‘Frere Jacques’... anything with a simple melody, the simpler the better.” I turned to Flossie. “Absolutely no Celine Dion. Ever.” Flossie looked startled by my sudden decree. “Wha...?”

He yelled, proudly. My joy knew no bounds when I saw Elvis smiling at us and then he started to sing...boldly now. "The wheels on the bus go round and round Round and round, round and round... The wheels on the bus go round and round All through the town. The wipers on the bus go "Swish, swish, swish, Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish, swish. The wipers on the bus go "Swish, swish, swish all through the town. The people of the bus go...."

Said baby, said baby, said baby What you doing? (What you doing?) Where you at? (Where you at?) Oh, you got plans? (You got plans?) Don't say that (shut your trap) I'm sipping wine (sip, sip) in a robe (drip, drip) I look too good (look too good) to be alone (woo-woo) My house clean (house clean), my pool warm (pool warm) Just shaved (smooth like a newborn) We should be dancing, romancing

He could just clutch his stomach and laugh and giggle more harder blessing the older's sense of sight and hearing. Seeing and hearing the younger's high pitched laughs and giggles, a wide grin creeps on to the older's face while froth still sticks on his chin and around his mouth. And Aroon again starts to sing the lyrics of the nursery rhyme, liking to carry on making the younger laugh more. “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, Catch a tiger by the toe.", he sings pointing his toothbrush at the younger as he says the word 'tiger'. He is successful as the younger starts laughing more.

The wheels on the bus go-'round and 'round 'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round The wheels on the bus go-'round and 'round All-day long The horn on the bus goes beep-beep-beep Beep-beep-beep, beep-beep-beep The horn on the bus goes beep-beep-beep All-day long The wipers on the bus go swish-swish-swish Swish-swish-swish, swish-swish-swish The wipers on the bus go swish-swish-swish All-day long The babies on the bus cry, "Wah-wah-wah Wah-wah-wah, wah, wah, wah" The babies on the bus cry, "Wah, wah, wah" All-day long The mommies on the bus say, "Shush, shush, shush Shush, shush, shush, shush, shush, shush" The mommies on the bus say, "Shush, shush, shush"