This is a poem that my newphew (who will be 8 next week – Happy Birthday!) wrote about his HooterNinnie for a show & tell at school. He’s got actions to go with it too – his performance was well worth a viewing!
This is my HooterNinnie…
but what do you call a HooterNinnie when he’s feeling musical?
and when he gets dressed up we call him a SuiterNinnie
When he’s rich he’s a LooterNinnie
When we’re playing heroes he’s a SuperNinnie
and when we’re playing ghosts he’s a BOOterNinnie
if we’re playing gun slingers he’s a ShooterNinnie
When he thinks he’s an owl he’s a T-wit, T-woo terNinnie
and when he thinks he’s a cow he’s a Moo-terNinnie
When he thinks he’s a car he’s a TooterNinnie
When he’s on wheels he’s a ScooterNinnie
When he blows raspberries he’s a FruiterNinnie
When he needs the toilet he’s a Poo-terNinnie
But when he was a baby he was so CuterNinnie
But I like him best of all when he’s my plain HooterNinnie!