“My Nose” By Dorothy Keeley Aldis

It doesn’t breathe;
It doesn’t smell;
It doesn’t feel
So very well.

I am discouraged
With my nose:
The only thing it
Does is blows.

 Aldis Bio

“Could It Have Been A Shadow?” By Monica Shannon

What ran under the rosebush?
What ran under the stone?
Could it have been a shadow?
Running away alone?
Maybe a fairy’s shadow,
Slipping away at dawn
To guard a gleaming pot of gold
For a busy leprechaun.

Monica Shannon Bio

“The Alligator” By Mary Macdonald

The alligator chased his tail
Which hit him on the snout;
He nibbled, gobbled, swallowed it,
And turned right inside-out.

I cannot find info on Mary Macdonald.

“All poems came from The Random House Boof of Poetry for Children.”