PICKLE PAGE

Inspired by Graham 10.26.2020

Graham wrote a pickle poem yesterday that took us where no man or woman has ever gone before:

our official Pickle Page.

The Nickle in the Pickle

Once there was a dude named Bobby.

He sold some pickles for some awesome nickels.

He lost his favorite, shiny nickel,

(most likely in a pickle!)

How did Bobby lose his nickel, you ask?

Bobby had his nickel in a shelf,

The shelf was outside,

The nickel fell,

Into a bucket of pickles.

Or that is a least just what Bobby thinks.


Then, someone came by to buy a pickle.

His name was Colin.

He snatched a pickle,

Not bothering to pay,

But yes, looking for a nickel.

He just ate the pickle and-

Choked on something.(?)


A nickel.

The he one, the only,

The special

Nickel that Bobby lost.

Colin paid with the nickel,

And Bobby said “Thank you,”,

And Bobby also said “You can have as many pickles as you want, without paying nickels.”.


Bobby was excited.

Colin was a little confused,

Then he understood the whole thing.

That was Bobby’s favorite nickel.

Or was it?...

-Bobby.



This talk of these cucumbersIs getting out of handI called my best friend, Julie,Who called her husband, Stan.He alerted the news outletsAnd cable TV, tooTo report the out-of-handnessOur class is going through!
It might be just a feverOr maybe it's the plagueSweeping through the InternetThe crazy poems we've made.Or maybe we're pure geniusAnd poets everyoneOr maybe we're just sillyHaving crazy, dilly fun!
-Head Out-Of-Hander Emmel


Peter McPoppins lived to eat picklesHe didn’t eat popcorn, he only ate picklesHe liked them so much that he changed his nameNow Peter and McPickle is one in the same. He ate them each day from breakfast til dinnerWithout even a single break in betwinnerHe always had room for a pickle souffléThen a terrible thing happened one day: Peter ran out of pickles. So Peter McPickles ran to the storeTo buy pickles and pickles and not much morePickles by the pound, pickles by the tonPickles, he thought, were so much fun! The green things he bought caught Pete by surpriseYou should have seen the look in his eyesWhat he had bought were not pickles at allTrue, they were green and bumpy and tall What Peter had bought in the millions of numbersWere tons and tons of fresh cucumbers!
-Jackson R 10.27.2020


My pickleThat I bought with a shiny new nickelWas sour and slimy And also quite grimyIt also was squishy I wishy My picklethat was bought with my nickelWouldn’t squirt when I bit itSo I even hid itUnder my pillow to slurp through the night But that wasn’t right. That’s what my mom said“Don’t eat pickles in bed!Your sheets now smell sour!I’ll do laundry next hour.And yuck! you smell, too!Go take a long shower!” That’s my pickle storyMy bumpy, green gloryNext time I get a nickleI’ll buy a Cucumber.
-Deklan 10.27.2020


I bought a juicy picklewith a moldy nickel. once I ate one I couldn’t stopAnd I drank fifty six bottles of pop I’ll give a pickle if you give me a nickelbut nobody wanted my pickle And nobody could tickle a nickel.It was slimy and bumpy that pickle I took my pickle in my dreams.Me and my pickle looked at memes.Then I grew a hundred more.On the front porch near the door.
-Kyson 10.27.2020
I once went to pickle peninsulaI went with my sister LindaWe went and had so much fun While relaxing in the sunWe bought pickles with nickelsAnd while we ate them it tickled!All while we were at the beach We also had a silver peach!
-Lulie Mae 10.29.2020


Once I had a pickle shopI traded a pickle for a nickelI traded a nickel for some juiceI traded some juice for a button that was looseI traded the button for a can of popI traded the pop for a frog that could hopI trade the frog for pants with a patchI traded the patch for a hinge and a latchI traded the hardware for a feather that tickledI traded the feather for a juicy, green pickleOnce I had a pickle shop.
-Bobby 10.27.2020

Little, little slimy pickleMake sure all the juices tickleIf the juices do not trickleThen I’m sure it's the wrong pickle.
-Lulie Mae 10.27.2020


Pickles are juicy and green and sourTheir taste stays with you for over an hourI once had a pickle that gave me powerIt made me jump for half an hour. I ran and jumped and fell in a ditchThe next thing I saw was a scary witchI screamed and scampered out of the ditchRipped my jeans and broke a stitch All because of that pickle power-That juicy, sour, pickle power!
-Lulie Mae 10.27.2020



Once I had a shiny nickelSo I bought a slimy pickleDown my arm the juice did trickleI laughed because the juices tickled.
I lickled the slimy juice that trickledDown my arm from that wet pickleIt took most of a whole half hourTo lick the juice that was quite sour
That taste stayed with me many daysMarch, April, and most in MayUntil a strange occurrence happenedThe rains came down and they did dampen
The seeds I bought for just a nickelI’m growing yet another pickle.
-Emmel 10.27.2020



Pickle, pickle you’re so tartI love you with my soul and heartYour sour taste makes my lips curlYou’re good for boys and good for girls.
-Emmel 10.27.2020






I bought a pickle jarWith the money from the carI laughed as the juices tickled and trickled down my armThen I bought some pickled seedsThat came from pickle trees I took a pickle out of the jar and what I saw blew my carThe pickle was a mini pickle !I stomped as the juice trickled.
-Lulie Mae 10.27.2020


Four small pickles griming up a steakThe hard one madeA squirt of smelly sour juice The stiff one slippedOver he went like a slippery snakeThe small one madeA rip in the steakThe saddest one saidWe should stop this late.
-Charley 10.27.2020





I had a pickle shopAnd had 1,000 nickels instead of pickles in my pickle patchNow, I will buy some pickley seeds and grow pickleswhere are the seeds?They are all gone! Now what a pickle pickastorphe.
-Bobby 10.29.2020



Who dare tickle my pickle!I will give you a nickel to tickle my pickle!My sour green pickle is Rotting by the hour. Come tickle my pickle!Nobody wants to tickle my pickle?Oh, I give up…Who dare tickle my cucumber?

-Jackson R 10.29.2020

One day someone thought I will try a pickleSo that person did try that pickleThey picked out a sour pickleThey thought that pickle was a sweet pickleBut really it was a sour pickleAnd they liked that pickle so they bought more picklesOne sour one sweet one and some more picklesThey thought I will buy one more pickleSo they went to the store they bought that pickleBut that last pickle was an old pickle
-Colin 10.30.2020


A pickle by the name of Mc. Haten So Dille,Loved to dance around and act quite silly.One day when he was annoying poor old Ms. Nille,A cucumber by the name of Groug ol’ Mille,Told him to stop dancing around and acting silly.
-Charley 10.30.2020


ONCE i HAD A STINKY SNEAKY PICKLEIT WAS STICKY SPRINKY DINKY PICKLEI had a can of them, then bye-byeI sold them for a gross, prickly spiney spiky, nickel and billAnd what’d i do with that?I threw it away.Unexpectedly, the trash place gave me two times as gross, and as much as I threw away.And guess what?I just gave it to the bank, that’s all.Hey I said. They gave me clean, fresh nickel for a fair trade.Bobby M. 11.17.2020