When Chemists Die, They BariumRate this poem
From the book My Cat Knows Karate
When chemists die, they barium.
Dead kings get throne away.
Magicians simply disappear.
Dog catchers go astray.
When chauffeurs pass, they lose their drive.
Dead ranchers get deranged.
Composers simply decompose,
while bankers are unchanged.
It’s said that swimmers have a stroke.
Mechanics are retired.
The end for human cannonballs
is often when they’re fired.
Librarians, they just check out.
Shoemakers get the boot.
Old cows just kick the bucket, and
dead owls don’t give a hoot.
When travel agents go
they take a permanent vacation,
and dead cartoonists end up
in suspended animation.
— Kenn Nesbitt
Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.
Reading Level: Grade 4
From the Book My Cat Knows Karate
Use This Poem
Would you like to use this poem in your classroom? Would you like permission to reprint, record, recite or broadcast this poem, or set it to music? Please click on one of the following links for permissions and reprint rights information: