Jobs The Rhyme Rocket

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One rocket on a mission to search 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! #

-RHYME-A-LOT HUMS

-Officer Ditty.

Officer Ditty.

-OFFICER DITTY!

-What, Professor Poet?

What are you doing?

I'm making a list of the jobs people can do when they're grown up.

-Can I see?

-OK.

Oh! Butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker.

-I'd like to be a baker.

-But you've already got a job.

You're a professor...of poetry.

-I want to try something new, like being a baker.

-Can you bake a cake?

I can bake a great cake!

In fact, I'll bake one to prove it,

then the commander can give me a new job - Rhyme Rocket baker!

I should supervise. As First Officer here,

-I

-am in charge of cookery.

-Okie dokie. You're the boss.

-Ahem! WHO'S the boss?

-I am. RHYME RADAR GOES OFF

-Ahem!

-I mean YOU are, Commander.

You bet I am, and that is the rhyme radar!

-Time to do your job, Ditty, and find us some rhymes.

-Yes, Commander.

Is it the rhyme recruits?

Yes. It looks like they're about to perform a poem on Earth.

CHILDREN CHEER

Excellent. We need a poem to fill our rhyme tanks.

Remember our mission to collect poems

-from across the universe...

-ALL:

-..one rhyme at a time!

Prepare for blast off!

Are you going to join in, too?

-BOTH:

-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...

-Ready, crew?

-..one.

-Blastoff!

THEY ALL LAUGH EXCITEDLY

Another successful blastoff.

We need to fill our rhyme tanks. What's out there?

Looks like rhyming words from planet Earth.

Fantastic. Lock on and start collecting.

Earth calling the Rhyme Rocket!

Cook.

Look.

Hook.

Can you guess what this word is?

Book!

Yes! That's right.

Judge.

Sludge.

Nudge!

We need to guess the final word. But what is it?

-Fudge!

-That's right.

Well done, rhyme recruits.

Bye, Rhyme Rocket!

Bye, recruits. Thanks for the rhyming words.

Great job, recruits! Our tanks are up and running.

Woo-hoo!

Professor, why in jumping Jupiter are you dressed like that?

Baker Poet at your service, Commander.

He wants to be a baker.

He's baking a cake to show off his skills.

Have you ever baked a cake before, Professor?

Commander, when you've travelled the galaxy as I have,

when you've been where I have been

-and seen what I have seen...

-You haven't, have you?

-No.

But I've EATEN a lot of it!

-But I've got a recipe. What more do I need?

-Ingredients?

-Right here.

-RHYME-A-LOT SNIFFS

-What can you sniff, Commander?

-Cakes?

No. A rhyme!

SHE SNIFFS

There is a little shop down the end of our road

That instead of bread sells wands

And instead of sweets sells toads

FROG CROAKS

You'll find shrinking dust and itching tonic too

So be careful what you touch or it might shrink you too

The shopkeeper is a wizard

He casts all kinds of spells

Take a peek inside his shop

See magic on his shelves!

The fuel gauge has gone up again.

Professor? If you ARE going to be a baker, you should know this rhyme.

Ditty?

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man...

Let me have a go.

Bake me a cake as fast as you can

Pat it and prick it and mark it with P

And put in the oven for Poet and me.

Hey, that's me! Nice rhyme!

-Oh, and here's another one.

-Where?

-Here, look.

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall

All the king's horses and all the king's men

Couldn't put Humpty together again.

Humpty Dumpty sat on his back

Humpty Dumpty's shell went crack

All the king's horses and all the king's men

Couldn't put Humpty together again.

I'm good at this!

Be careful! I don't want egg all over my rocket.

You don't need to worry, Commander. Your rocket's safe with me.

I'm a master. Watch me go faster!

Oh, sounds like a recipe for disaster.

Agh! Argh!

Careful, Professor!

Oh, that was close.

Commander, I've done my checks -

-the rhyme tanks are looking low.

-Don't worry, Ditty.

I've just the thing for this very situation. Stand by for a limerick!

There once was a chef out in space

Made a mess all over the place

He...

SHE SIGHS

..dropped jam on his toes

Got flour up his nose and then all over his face.

RHYME-A-LOT HOOTS

-That was a great limerick. Can you do it again?

-Yes! Together?

BOTH: There once was a chef out in space

Made a mess all over the place

He dropped jam on his toes

Got flour up his nose and then all over his face!

RHYME-A-LOT HOOTS

-Is your cake ready yet, Professor Poet?

-That's BAKER Poet.

And, no. You can't rush these things, Ditty.

I'm at the most critical stage - the mixing.

Swirl, slop, flip and flop.

Oh, this mixing's hard work.

ALARM GOES OFF

THEY ALL SCREAM

We're being sucked into a rhyme hole!

THEY CRY OUT

-FUNKY MUSIC PLAYS

-Oh, I like it.

-It's giving me dance-y legs.

-Oh, look at all that space junk!

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

PROFESSOR POET GIGGLES

Oh, 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, oh, that looks tasty.

-It's a juicy green pea!

-Key, tea and a 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!

ALL: Tree, bee and a great big flea Key, tea and a juicy green pea

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

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

What on Earth is he doing out there?!

We made it! Well done, team!

And look at that! Our tank is almost full!

RHYME-A-LOT HOOTS

We still need to find the rhyme recruits.

-Ditty, where are we headed?

-The rhyme nav is sending us

in the direction of a large group of rhyme recruits in Armagh.

Excellent.

They can help us create a poem all about jobs!

BING-BONG!

-TANNOY:

-Entering Earth's atmosphere.

Stand by for entry. Stand by for entry.

Oh, no, I haven't finished my cake!

-Swirl, slop, flip, flop.

-Swirl, flop, flip, flop.

Well, mix quietly, I have an announcement to make!

Greetings, earthlings.

The Rhyme Rocket is ready to collect your words.

-Crew, stop baking, start braking!

-Yes, Commander.

I'll get my guitar!

ROCKET'S ENGINE SCREECHES

Crew, we need to collect a poem from the rhyme recruits.

-Is that clear?

-Yes, Miss. I mean Ma'am.

Ready.

-TANNOY:

-Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker's man

-Bake me a cake as fast as you can.

-Stop it, Professor.

Sorry, I rewired the flight deck this morning.

Ditty! Try again. Goodbye!

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 planets 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

# And we're really aiming high

# Stand up and shout out words and sounds

# Let's get our rhymes to fly

-Eggs.

-Sugar.

-Raisins.

-Flour.

-Mix them up

-With elbow power!

-He's baking a cake

-It's been my dream

Pile it high with jam and cream

-Stirring.

-Whisking.

-Beating.

-Baking.

-Sieving.

-Icing.

Let's get making!

A bowlful of poems

A spoonful of fun

-Mix them up

-A job well done!

Fantastic poem! Well done, recruits!

Oh! It's filled up our rhyme tanks!

KIDS CHEER

Crew, it's time to head home!

Rhyme recruits, do one last thing for us. Never stop rhyming!

# Everyone here had some really good rhymes

# They're the best we've ever heard

# But now recruits we'll 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. #

Ah, mission complete.

I'm sure I forgot to do something.

It rhymes with cake.

Officer Ditty, why are we still moving?

That's it, brake! I forgot to put on the brakes. Oops.

I've got my cake.

Argh!

You certainly have!

-Mm, tasty!

-RHYME-A-LOT TITTERS

Ha-ha!

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