Seuss Bingo

Now, the Star-Belly SneetchesHad bellies with stars.The Plain-Belly SneetchesHad none upon thars.

Those stars weren’t so big. They were really so smallYou might think such a thing wouldn’t matter at all

In the beginning, Bartholomew Cubbins didn’t have five hundred hats. He had only one hat. It was an old one that had belonged to his father and his father’s father before him. It was probably the oldest and the plainest hat in the whole Kingdom of Didd, where Bartholomew Cubbins lived. But Bartholomew liked it – especially because of the feather that always pointed straight up in the air.

I know it is wet And the sun is not sunny.But we can haveLots of good fun that is funny!

Right foot,Left foot,Left foot,RightFeet in the MorningFeet at Night

And here’s aNew trick, Mr. Knox…Socks on chicksAnd chicks on fox.Fox on clocksOn bricks and blocks.Bricks and blocksOn Knox on box.

It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then he thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”

ALL TALL We all are tall. ALL SMALL We all are small.ALL BALL We all play ball. BALL WALL Up on a wall.ALL FALL Fall off the wall.

On the fifteenth of May, in the Jungle of Nool,In the heat of the day, in the cool of the pool,He was splashing…enjoying the jungle’s great joys…When Horton the elephant heard a small noise.

“I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues.And I’m asking you, sir, at the top of my lungs” –He was very upset as he shouted and puffed –“What’s that THING you’ve made out of my Truffula tuft?”

The time has come,The time is now.Just go, go, go!I don’t care how.You can go by foot.You can go by cow.Marvin K. Mooney,will you please go now!

"Oh, the wonderful things Mr. Brown can do!He can go like a cow.He can go MOO MOOMr. Brown can do it.How about you?"

Some are red. And some are blue. Some are old. And some are new.Some are sad. And some are glad.And some are very, very bad.

I would not, could not, in the rain.Not in the dark. Not on a train.Not in a car. Not in a tree.I do not like the, Sam, you see.Not in a house. Not in a box.Not with a mouse. Not with a fox.I will not eat them here or there.I do not like them anywhere!

A yawn is quite catching, you see. Like a cough.It just takes one yawn to start other yawns off.NOW the news has come in that some friend of Van Vleck’sAre yawning so wide you can look down their necks.

“I call this game FUN-IN-A-BOX,”Said the cat.“In this box are two thingsI will show to you now.You will like these two things,”Said the cat with a bow.

Did you ever have the feeling there’s a WASKET in your BASKETOr a NUREAU in your BUREAUOr a WOSET in your CLOSET?

And the turtles, of course…All the turtles are freeAs turtles and, maybe,all creatures should be.