Family and Friends The Rhyme Rocket

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Our mission: 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! #

Is it? Is it?

You're coming to visit?

Who is it? Who is it?

Oh, I can't wait. See you soon. I'm over the moon.

Auntie Pam and Uncle Sam - they're coming to stay!

-Yippee! Whoopie! Hooray!

-We've got to get this place looking at its best.

-Where shall we start?

-We'll have streamers here...

-RHYME READER BEEPS

-Or maybe there. What do you think?

-I think...

-The rhyme reader!

-Ditty, check what's out there.

-Yes, Commander.

It looks like the rhyme recruits on Planet Earth.

-THEY CHEER

-They'll have a poem ready for us.

Our mission: to collect poems from across the universe...

-ALL:

-One rhyme at a time!

-But we've got visitors.

Auntie Pam and Uncle Sam. We're having jam!

They'll have to wait or we'll ALL be in a jam.

Let's get going. 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

-Ten, nine...

-Communicate!

-..eight, seven, six, five...

-All systems live.

-..four, three, two, one.

-Blast off!

-ENGINE ROARS

Another successful blast off, crew.

There's no time to sit around -

we need to start filling our rhyme tanks.

-Officer Ditty - are we standing by?

-Rhymes about friends detected.

Excellent. Lock on and start collecting.

Earth calling the Rhyme Rocket.

-Mum.

-Hum.

-Thumb.

I wonder what this word is?

-Drum.

-Yes! That's right.

-Friend.

-Blend.

Mend.

What's the final rhyming word?

-Bend.

-Yes! Well done, rhyme recruits.

Bye, Rhyme Rocket.

Goodbye. Those words have started to fill our tanks already.

RHYME-A-LOT SQUEALS Professor... What are you doing?

-Can you catch that balloon!

-Act like a baboon?

Well, OK. If you really want me to. Ooh-ooh, ah-ah!

-PROFESSOR POET LAUGHS

-Officer Ditty, what are you doing?

-Acting like a baboon, like you asked.

-I said, "Catch the balloon!"

Oh.

-SHE SNIFFS

-I can smell something.

My mum's a superhero

She flies to collect me from school

My friends are oh, so jealous

They think she's really cool

My dad's a circus trainer

He can tame lions to act like mice

We even have a big old tiger

Who can figure-skate on ice

My sister's a fairy princess

Who wears a sparkling gown

She'll grant you three wishes

But won't let you wear her crown

And that's just my family

They're really one-of-a-kind

Is your family the same as mine

Or is it in my mind?

The fuel gauge has gone up again!

I'll tell you what's on my mind - getting ready for the big party.

I don't know what to do next!

Well, let's give you some ideas. Activate the soundascope!

MUSIC PLAYS

It's the sound of a big party!

Boom, boom, pop! Boom, boom, whee!

Watch me move.

-Boom, boom, pop! Boom, boom, whee!

-I'm in the groove!

Oh, Professor Poet - you're a dancing ace!

Careful you don't fall on your face.

Oh, hang on... The sound's changing.

Oh, no, everyone's leaving.

The party's over.

Boo-hoo!

Boo-hoo!

Boo-hoo!

Boo-hoo!

There, there - I think I can spot something that will cheer you up.

-Oh, really?

-Mm. Look.

William went up in a rocket To see where it would go

It flew round and round And round the sun

And burnt his left big toe

Then he flew round the Moon To see if it was made of cheese

It crash-landed in some Camembert And William hurt his knees

Then he flew round the Milky Way And caught a trail of stars

He brought them home To his cosy house

Where he keeps them safe in jars.

Botheration! Come on, behave.

It's all going horribly wrong.

Maybe a rhyme would help to lighten the mood.

Excellent suggestion. How about a limerick?

By the light of four silvery moons A poet was hanging balloons

But that high-flying dreamer Got caught in a streamer

And made us both laugh like baboons.

THEY LAUGH Oh, Commander.

I think the professor enjoyed it so much that he wants to hear it again.

By the light of four silvery moons A poet was hanging balloons

But that high-flying dreamer Got caught in a streamer

And made us both laugh like baboons.

THEY LAUGH

Very funny(!)

Oh, Commander!

I just don't know where to put these now.

-Whatever you do, don't put them here.

-Where?

-Here.

-Oh.

-ALARM WAILS

-Argh!

-Whoa!

We're being sucked into a rhymehole!

Argh!

DISCO MUSIC PLAYS

-Look at all that rhyming rubbish.

-This is great. I like it.

-Mm.

-Brace yourselves, boys - we'll have to rhyme our way out.

-OK.

-Oh, there's some yummy chocolate.

-A building block.

-And some kind of apron.

-Yes, that's an artist's smock.

Choc, block and an artist's smock.

Choc, block and an artist's smock.

Oh, look - a tick-tock clock! And a smelly sock.

-And an alligator?

-No, it's a crocodile.

Clock, sock and a smiley croc.

Clock, sock and a smiley croc.

-Oh, there's a great big frying pan.

-That's a wok.

And some knees that knock.

A great big wok and knees that knock.

A great big wok and knees that knock.

Nearly there - they're great rhymes. One more time, boys!

Choc, block and an artist's smock.

Clock, sock and a smiley croc.

There's a great big wok And some knees that knock.

Somewhere out there's my family doc. Doctor!

-Are we through?

-Yes! We made it!

Oh, well done, team. Great rhyming. And the tanks are almost full.

SHE SQUEALS

-Ditty - what's our destination?

-Sorry, Commander?

-Oh, for goodness sake, Ditty - where are we going?

-Oh, sorry, Commander.

The rhyme nav's sending us towards a city called London.

The rhyme recruits can help us boost our fuel

with a poem all about family and friends.

-TANNOY CHIMES

-Entering Earth's atmosphere.

Stand by for entry. Stand by for entry.

I haven't finished getting ready for the party! Help me!

Um, OK.

No, it's not right. It's not right.

Quiet, you two! I've an announcement to make.

Greetings, earthlings. This is the Rhyme Rocket,

ready to collect your words.

-Over here...

-Crew, hit the brakes!

-Yes, sorry, Commander.

We've reached our destination - London!

SHE SQUEALS

We need to collect the poem from the rhyme recruits. Is that clear?

Yes, Miss. I mean, ma'am.

Ready.

MUSIC PLAYS # We are family... #

Stop it, Professor. Sorry, Commander.

I might have rewired the flight deck this morning.

-Ditty, Ditty. Are you ready?

-Yes, ma'am.

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

# With 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! #

-Nana.

-Granddad.

-Sister.

-Mother.

-Auntie.

-Uncle.

-Father.

-Brother.

-Shut that door.

-No need to shout.

-Everyone's arguing.

-Falling out.

-But let's make up.

-It's family time.

-No hard feelings.

-In this rhyme.

-Friends forever.

-Forever friends.

A family's love never ends.

Fantastic poems. Well done, recruits.

Oh! It's filled up our rhyme tanks!

Yay!

Crew, time to head home.

Rhyme recruits, do one last thing for us.

Never stop rhyming!

# Everyone here Had some 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, gotta fly Must dash, in a flash

# And see you all next time

# The Rhyme Rocket

# The Rhyme Rocket! #

Mission complete.

Now we're back on Planet Rhyme, we can get ready for

-Auntie Pam and Uncle Sam's party!

-PHONE RINGS

Hello, the Rhyme Rocket? Oh. It's for you.

Professor Poet speaking. Oh, Hi, Auntie Pam.

What's that? You're stuck in a traffic jam?

Oh, you're not going to make it.

Disappointed? Me? No.

OK, bye. They're not coming. Boo-hoo!

Oh... There, there, Professor -

don't worry, we can still have a party.

-Why would we have a party?

-Because we're friends.

Buddies. Great mates. That's all you need, so fill up your plates.

-The commander's right, Professor. Don't be sad.

-Oh, thanks, crew.

-You're the best friends I've ever had.

-Group hug.

Aw!

# The Rhyme Rocket

# The Rhyme Rocket! #