The Naughty Chair
“To the naughty chair!”
My mother said
“To the naughty chair!”
My father said
Then I sat down
No books no toys
Couldn’t say a word
Or make a noise
So I closed my eyes
And rolled them ‘round
Now my chair is green
Instead of brown
by: Paige Keiser
21 comments:
I love it! Great poem, and I really like your illustration style.
Really cute! Nothing like a little imagination to take you to your happy place... nice place to go... that happy place... ahhhhhhh
wow!
really nice lines:)
Like your idea and sweet illustrations with clever poem!
I love this - what a child's imagination can do. Nice illio!!!
Ah, the mind. That is the best place to play. Only an artist would know that.
Wonderful!
hahaha, very cute all round!
this is hilarious!
Fun stuff Paige.
I like the poem and the illustration very much. A story from my childhood.
This is original! Bravo!
Cute. Great stuff.
love
This is such a sweet story and picture!!
This is great - wonderful poem and illustrations. They remind me of when i realized that I could think anything i wanted and no one would know! I did a lot of positive visualization when I was scolded:> Thanks for the smile:>>>>
A great imagination is better than a great TV.
:-D
stevePoisonPencil
Ah the power of imagination - brilliant idea and execution. Perfect! Love all your latest work - you're putting out great stuff (as you always do)!
Nice! I love the dreamy bit with the aligator :)
wynlen - www.wynlen.no
What a charming post and illustration! Love it!
Thanks so much for the comments! Wow :):) I really appreciate it.
Really cute. I like the looseness of it!!
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