Games 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 connecting, song detecting

# Grabbing proponents 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! #

Rulebook, check.

First-aid box, check.

Let's play a game.

I'm not sure that's allowed according to the rules.

Go on, I'll start.

I spy with my rhyming eye,

something beginning with R.

-Rocket.

-Yeah.

Wow, you're really good at this. Here's another one.

-I don't think so. Look at the book, page 634...

-Oh, go on.

OK, one more.

I spy with my rhyming eye

something beginning with...R.

SIRENS SOUND Rulebook?

No, it's not the Rhyme Rocket rulebook.

This is really hard.

RADAR!

Yeah. How did you know it was radar, Commander?

Because it's going off. Get to it, Ditty.

Is there anyone out there?

Oh, yes, it's detected some poems.

Earth calling the Rhyme Rocket!

-The coordinates suggest that they're coming from planet Earth.

-Excellent!

Now, let's not forget our mission,

to collect poems from across the universe.

One rhyme at a time!

So, come on, get going!

# 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 Whee! #

Crew, blastoff positions.

# Don't forget your seat belt

# 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!

-# ..three, two, one,

# blastoff! #

THEY YELL

Earth calling the Rhyme Rocket.

Aim.

Blame.

Name.

I've got a teddy and I called him Spotty.

-I've got a teddy and I hug him like this.

-Aww.

See you later.

Yeah, see you later.

-Can we play hide-and-seek?

-Shhh.

If I want to become the commander of my own ship

I have to follow the Rhyme Rocket rulebook

and it clearly states here, no games allowed.

No hide-and-seek,

no play,

no fun

in travel, transit or orbit of the sun.

It's here to keep us safe.

Sorry, Commander!

-I'll go and get the first-aid box.

-Ow!

I thought so, it's the rhyming pair planet.

Everyone on the lookout for aliens that rhyme.

Ball.

Wall.

Ball.

Wall.

Do you think these two aliens rhyme?

Yes. Ball.

Wall.

Excellent! More rhymes for the rocket.

Leaving the pair planet.

Heading for a poem next.

Bounce it.

Catch it.

Throw it.

Hit it.

Bat it.

Smack it.

-Flick it.

-Kick it.

Don't spread jam on it and lick it.

-Roll it.

-Bowl it.

Score a goal.

Over a net.

In a hole.

Don't put it in the goldfish bowl.

But toss it high.

Watch it fall.

Any size.

Large or small.

-Lots of fun.

-For us all.

Let's all play.

With a ball!

Let's all play with a ball.

-Let's have a kickabout.

-Absolutely not.

-It's far too dangerous.

-Says who?

Look, the book.

Rome Rocket health and safety, volume 7.

Gosh, how many volumes are there?

-31.

-So I can't play beach ball?

-No.

-So I can't play volleyball?

-No.

-So I can't play basketball?

-No.

-So I can't play football?

-Absolutely not. I can't let you.

If I want to command my own ship one day, I have to stick to the rules.

-I can smell something.

-Commander, watch out!

The balls.

-I'll go and get the first-aid box.

-Thank you, Ditty.

I can smell...a rhyme.

Ah, the rhyming pair planet.

Another ball to add to your collection, Professor.

Ball.

Wall.

There they are, they rhyme.

Ball.

-Wall.

-Woo hoo, yay!

Oh, no. Who's this?

Bee. Ball. Wall.

That doesn't rhyme.

Quick, get away!

Hang on, who's this?

Sea.

Bee.

Yes! They've found their rhyming pair.

Bee.

Sea.

More rhymes for the tank. Full speed ahead!

-What game can we play now?

-Nothing.

Remember the rulebook?

Anyway, the commander's about to activate the soundascope.

Let's see what sounds are out there in space.

CROWD CHEERS

Wow! It sounds like a football team celebrating a goal.

Win!

Win!

I'm the best football player in the universe.

If I score this penalty, I'll take the cup from First Officer Ditty.

Hang on, the sound's changing.

CROWD GROANS Oh, no, you missed.

Lose.

Lose?

It doesn't matter. It's the taking part that counts.

Now, here's someone who really can play football.

I'm cool, I am

I have magic feet

See me whizz along our street

When I play ball

All those that I meet

Stop to look at my magic feet

I can kick a ball To the end of the park

You won't find it till it gets dark

I can kick a ball and make it fly

Watch it vanish into the sky

So look at the magic of my flip kicks

Watch my feet

They do magic tricks.

# Rhyme Rocket Rhyme Rocket. #

Oh, no. The fuel tanks are low, we need more rhymes!

Commander, we're flying near the rhyme rock.

The rhyme rock! An incredible place where poetry is ace.

This is no time to rest, we need to beam up the best of performers.

-Ditty, beam up Vizzy Viz.

-Aye-aye, Commander.

It was the playground Olympics The big day

I trained hard Knowing I would take first place

So I strolled in ready to win

Then a voice called out "Let the games begin"

I wowed the crowd They all stood and watched

As I leapt every frog Bounced across the hopscotch

Went bonkers with a conker Smashed the others into bits

And nobody could catch me Playing ticky it

I was the quickest, the slickest I knew I'd be the winner

Mr Wolf couldn't eat me for dinner

I'd even beat the girls at their clapping games

A sailor went to sea, sea, sea And pat-a-cake

Next was hide-and-seek I thought, "Piece of cake"

Went to hide away in my secret place

And that's where I stayed In my hidden den

But nobody could find me Once I'd counted to ten

So they all went home Left me alone in the cold

I never won a medal Bronze, silver or gold

I was really sad at first

But I had to take heart

Cos winning isn't what matters

It's the taking part.

Thank you!

Quick, Ditty, we're flying out of range. Beam him back.

Hold your nose, and your clothes.

-Because sometimes they can fly off.

-Ditty!

Zoom!

When I play a game I always win.

Once we had a race around Planet Rhyme and I won.

That's only because I fell down a crater.

Officer Ditty, what is our destination?

The coordinates suggest we are heading towards

an Earthling school in Cardiff.

Is it games day? I'll fetch my ball.

BELL RINGS

Entering Earth's atmosphere. Stand by for entry.

Stand by for entry.

Quiet! I have to make an announcement.

Greetings, Earthlings.

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

Crew, hit the brakes.

BRAKES SCREECH

Our destination is here. Cardiff!

Crew, this is not a game.

It's your job to collect a poem from the rhyme recruits.

Yes, ma'am.

Sorry, I might have rewired the flight deck this morning.

You still have a lot to learn, Ditty. Are you ready?

-Yes.

-No!

-Good.

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 words and sounds Let's get our rhymes to fly. #

-Hopscotch.

-Skipping rope.

-Game of tag.

-Cricket.

-Chess.

-Ball and bat.

Score a goal.

-Touch your...

-..toes.

Tennis serve.

Dominoes.

-I...

-..spy...

-..with my little eye

-something...

-..beginning with...

Rhyme recruits!

-Jumping.

-Kicking.

-Running.

-Throwing.

-Bowling.

-Playing.

Dice are rolling.

-A sprint of words...

-..across the line.

The highest score for a winning rhyme.

Well done, recruits.

CHEERING

Thanks to your rhyme and verse we've poetry for the universe.

Rhyme tanks full.

Crew, our work here is done.

I'm firing up the rhyme tanks.

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 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.

Oh, we've had some great rhymes about games today.

I don't understand why you didn't play any.

The rules say we're not allowed to.

It says in the books. To keep us safe.

-Really? Well, I've replaced them with just one rule.

-What's that?

Play games whenever you like.

Hooray!

That's better.

# The Rhyme Rocket!

# The Rhyme Rocket! #