Skookum! Skookum!
That little blue bird
Stretched out his wings
And dove into a verb!
He brushed off his feathers
From his tail to his crown
Got hooked on a J
And bounced off of a noun.
Skookum! Skookum!
He's a readin' blue bird!
Now he's learning his letters
And the sounds that they make
Like the L in Linx
And the S in Snake.
The words take shape
In the mind of his eye
The images they create
Take him far and wide.
Skookum! Skookum!
He's a readin' blue bird!
As the sun goes down
His dreams come to light
On a maple tree branch
He settles in for the night.
With the stars high above him
And the shadows below
He curls himself into
The letter O.
He curls himself into
The letter O.
Poem written by Grace Pizzuti & Jacqueline Pizzuti Ashby
Illustration by Griffin Ashby
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