Plants The Rhyme Rocket

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One rocket, one mission, to search the universe for poetry -

one rhyme at a time!

# Blasting through the universe Rhyme collecting, song detecting

# Grabbing great poems from the planets and the stars

# The Rhyme Rocket

# Top tongue-twisters, super songs with Professor Poet and Officer Ditty

-# She's Commander Rhyme-a-lot

-And I'm the one in charge!

# The Rhyme Rocket!

# The rhyme rocket! #

Soggy wet soil, sitting in a pot,

teeny-weeny seeds, choose a sunny spot.

Cover them with earth, give a little pat,

clean up the trowel with a ratta-tat-tat.

Professor, what are you doing?

I'm sowing seeds. I want to grow a plant for the rocket.

Sowing, for growing! That looks like fun. Can I help?

-OK. But it's a carefully thought out, scientific process.

-OK.

BOTH: Soggy wet soil, sitting in a pot,

teeny-weeny seeds, choose a sunny spot.

Cover them with earth, give a little pat,

clean up the trowel with a ratta-tat-tat!

ALARM BLARES

The rhyme radar!

First Officer Ditty, why are you not standing by?

Sorry, Commander. The professor wants to grow a pot plant for the rocket.

A plant?! Sizzling starships!

We're supposed to be alert and on the lookout for rhymes at all times.

Ditty! What is out there?

It looks like rhyme recruits on Planet Earth!

CHEERING

-They'll have a poem for us!

-Excellent. That's our mission -

to collect poems from across the universe...

One rhyme at a time!

Professor, put down that pot!

Are you going to join in?

Let's get this rocket started,

the engine runs on rhyme.

Poems are its fuel,

they get us there on time.

-Stand to attention!

-Yes!

-Do your final checks.

-Check!

-Go to the toilet.

-Flush!

We're ready on the deck!

Don't forget your seatbelt, it's going to be fast.

-Switch, click, push, twist.

-It's going to be a blast!

-10, 9...

-Communicate!

-8, 7, 6, 5...

-All systems live!

-3, 2...

-Ready, crew? Blast off!

Well, crew, another successful blast-off.

But let's not waste any time.

We need to start filling our rhyme tanks.

Ditty, scan the universe for words!

Ooh, rhyming words from Earth!

Ready the tanks for collection.

Earth calling the Rhyme Rocket!

-Route.

-Flute.

-Suit.

I wonder what this word is?

-Fruit!

-Yes! That's right.

-Grow.

-Show.

-Throw.

What's the final rhyming word?

-Blow!

-Yes! Well done, rhyme recruits!

Bye, Rhyme Rocket!

Goodbye, rhyme recruits. Thanks for your rhyming words!

Our tanks have started to fill up.

Professor, what's wrong?

It's my seeds. They're taking ages.

It's been at least three hours since I planted them and not a peep.

I think it might take a bit longer than that, Professor.

Why don't you try talking to them? Some say it can help.

In that case, a poem.

Little seeds, when will you grow? When, oh, when? I just don't know.

Oh, I can't wait to see you peek above the soil - a day, week,

a month or more?

I just can't wait until you become a plant.

What have you sniffed out, Commander? Flowers?

No, a rhyme!

SNIFFING

I've never seen a plant with pants on.

I've never seen a lawn that's blue.

You never see a runner bean in trainers.

Or a cactus growing from the loo.

I've never seen a fox wearing foxgloves.

I've never heard a bluebell ring.

RINGING

And don't expect some cheddar from a cheese plant.

Or daffodils in spring with bling.

I've never seen a tulip wearing lipstick.

I've never seen a sunflower shine.

The favourite flower of a snowman is a snowdrop.

And the bestest smelling tree must be the pine.

The fuel gauge has gone up again!

We're halfway to Planet Earth and not a peep from my plant.

Oh, dear.

Well, if it's growing you want, let's activate the soundascope!

And listen to what's coming up.

RAIN PATTERS

It's a rainy day!

That water is just what my plants need to grow.

Grow! Grow!

ALL: Grow! Grow!

Hang on, the sound's changing.

Oh, no! It's a hot desert. That's not what your plants need.

My poor plants! Wilt! Wilt!

ALL: Wilt! Wilt!

Officer Ditty, it's too hot. Make it stop!

Have you seen any water?

I'm afraid not, Professor. I can only see a snail.

Slimy snail sat on a leaf and wondered what to do.

He wanted to go to London, but he only had one shoe.

So he went slip, slide, slip, slide,

slip, slide, the whole day through.

-Not very green, are they?

-What?

-My fingers.

Apparently, people who like to grow plants have green fingers.

-But you haven't grown anything yet, have you?

-Let me see.

Nothing yet. Not a single sprout to shout about.

Give that to me.

I know, why don't we sing to the plants?

Commander, have you got any ideas?

A song to help you grow? Of course! I've got just the thing.

# Grow, grow, grow your plant Slowly in a pot

# Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Time to sprout a lot! #

Keep going, I think I can see movement.

# Grow, grow, grow your plant Slowly in a pot

# Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Time to sprout a lot! #

No, nothing yet.

Professor, what are you doing?

I'm trying to find a good spot for my plant.

-What about here?

-ALARM BLARES

-Woah!

-Woah!

-Woah!

We're being sucked into a ryhmehole!

Oh, I like it.

It's giving me dancey legs.

Look at all that space junk!

Crew, there's only one thing for it. We'll have to rhyme our way out.

I can see a tree, a bee and a great big flea.

-Tree, bee and a great big flea.

-Tree, bee and a great big flea.

Oh, look, a shiny key! A cup of tea. And that looks tasty.

Yeah, it's a juicy green pea.

-Key, tea and juicy green pea.

-Key, tea and a juicy green pea.

-I like it, crew! Keep going!

-There's a cheese called brie.

-And a knobbly knee.

-Really?

Cheese called brie and a knobbly knee.

Cheese called brie and a knobbly knee.

One more time and we'll get out of here.

Tree, bee and a great big flea.

Key, tea and a juicy green pea.

There's a cheese called brie and a knobbly knee.

Don't look now, but there's a panda on a ski!

We made it! Well done, team.

And look at our rhyme tank, it's almost full!

But we still need to find the rhyme recruits.

Ditty, where are we headed?

It says we're headed in the direction

of a large group of rhyme recruits in a city called London.

Excellent. They can help us create a poem all about plants.

-Hang on, a poem! That's it!

-What's it?

The man in the plant shop said that they were poem seeds.

They need poems to help them grow. I need to write another poem!

'Entering Earth's atmosphere.

'Stand by for entry. Stand by for entry.'

Ditty, help me! What rhymes with pavlova?

-Cream?

-No! Uh, Gover? Rover!

-Clover!

Quiet, crew! I need to make an announcement.

Greetings, Earthlings.

This is the Rhyme Rocket, ready to collect your words.

-Bricks.

-Sticks.

Crew! Hit the brakes!

We've reached our destination. London! Pheee-ooooh!

Right, crew. You need to collect a poem from our rhyme recruits.

-Is that clear?

-Yes, Commander.

The rhyme recruits are waiting for you. Get a move on!

# Rhyme Rocket! Rhyme Rocket!

# We've been whizzing through space with a smile on our face

# From Planet Rhyme to Earth

# Great poems we've got, thanks to Rhyme-a-lot

# From across the universe!

# And now we've found our rhyme recruits

# So we're really aiming high

# Stand up and shout out words and sounds

# Let's get our rhymes to fly!

-Tiny seed...

-Without a sound...

-Starts to grow...

-Under the ground.

-Down below...

-It forms a root...

Looking for a light.

Out comes a shoot.

-Well will it flower?

-When will it bloom?

I want a plant for my bedroom!

-Wait!

-Give it time.

-How about a week?

-Maybe two.

-I'm sick of waiting.

-We're sick of you!

-Drip, drip, drop.

-Little April shower.

Add some sunshine.

Flower power!

Fantastic poem! Well done, recruits!

It's filled up our rhyme tanks!

ALL: Yeah!

Crew, time to head home.

Rhyme recruits, before we go, can you do one last thing for us?

BOTH: Never stop rhyming!

# Everyone here had brilliant rhymes

# They're the best we've ever heard

# But now, recruits We will say goodbye

# And rocket from your world!

# We'll go whizzing through space with a smile on our face

# From Earth to Planet Rhyme

# Cheery-bye, got to fly Must dash, in a flash

# And see you all next time!

# The Rhyme Rocket!

# The Rhyme Rocket! #

Mission complete! Excellent work, crew.

Earth to Planet Rhyme in...

What is it?

Commander, I think the poems worked.

-Look!

-Galloping galaxies! Where did that come from?

What kind of plant did you say it was again?

A poem plant.

Not a beanstalk, then?

Officer Ditty, I think I know a poem plant when I see one.

Fee-fi-fo-fum, I hear the poems of a rhyming one.

Hello, Mr Giant.

# The Rhyme Rocket!

# The Rhyme Rocket! #