Boney Mahoney

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From the book My Cat Knows Karate

I’m Boney Mahoney,
the Skeleton Singer.
I’m known for harmonious tones.
I’ll croon to the tune of
a jaw harp or hand drum.
I’ll trill to the sound of trombones.

To have me start humming
just tickle the ivories.
I’ll sing if you finger a bell.
I’ll rap if you slap at
a washboard or rattle.
I’m hip to the nose flute as well.

If you’re a musician
in search of a singer,
give Boney Mahoney a call.
But find someone else if
you only play organ;
I sing with no organs at all.

 --Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 3

 


From the Book My Cat Knows Karate


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