Cost of Greed

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by Vishnu Tirtha aged 11

A slave and beggar I may be,

But don’t judge me on what you see.

I have betrayed the country, family and friends,

Hiding in holes, drains and bends.

The king and his armies are hot on my trail,

The navy has already set sail.

So listen up ye people, I don’t have time,

Because of my grave greedy crime.

I was a poor old slave back then

Working from 6 am to 10 pm.

Alas, greedily I found that treasure,

Which could produce gold beyond measure.

I was serving dinner that night,

When I spotted the gem to my right,

The gem gleamed under the light,

For a slave like me it was a tempting sight.

I grabbed the gem and tried to run away,

But the king drew his sword and the guards called, “Hey!

The pursued me till we reached huge boulders,

Where they stopped and called for more soldiers.

As now I stumble around the bush, my feet very sore,

I realize at that moment that gold can do no more.

I should have not done this misdeed,

I should have listened to my mind

Which told me to stop straight away

And be happy with what I find.

The Moral of the poem

“Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure.”

Meaning of the Moral

If the slave had listened to his mind and been witty,
further consequences wouldn’t have happened

Beautiful Child

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by Katerina aged 7

Oh beautiful child
beautiful child
you look so good to me
Oh beautiful child
beautiful child

Zebra

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by Katerina aged 7

scary
friendly
scary
beasty
slowly
stripy
black
and whitey

The Twins

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by Sophie aged 8

I had a twin
who loved to win
she didn’t like her hair
and didn’t care

Kitten

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by Jasmin aged 9

Kind
Impatient
Ticklish
Tough
Encouragable
Nice

Star

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by Jasmin aged 8

Sparkly
Twinkly
Atmospheric
Romantic

Winter Morning

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by Isabella Warner aged 7

Once I woke up
I was in a white land!
I call it the number 1 snowflake.
I called my mom downstairs
Mooooooooom! Can I build a snowman?
She came upstairs with a 2 hats, 2 scarves and 2 sets of cloves!
It was amazing!

Glory Hallelujah

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by Karam Kaur aged 8

Glory hallelujah sing God’s praises
Glory hallelujah sing God’s praises
Hill in Bethlehem a heavenly baby
Lies in the hay you should join
The three wise men and hurry to see
Him without delay you’ve never seen
Anything like it, you will always remember
This day the glory of God is amongst us
His stable, his very first home
The glory of God is upon us, the stable his
Very first throne
Glory hallelujah, sing God’s praises
Glory hallelujah, peace on earth
All God’s promises through out the ages
Come together in the Saviour’s birth

Life is Like Chocolate

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by Jamie Hull aged 10

Life is just like chocolate,
Sometimes it’s sweet,
And sometimes it’s bleak,
But you need to remember,
You should be grateful,
And make your life tasteful.
If life is like a box of chocolates
You don’t know what you’re going to get,
Yet…

Whitewashed

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by Harshita Das aged 11

I stare at white
And I feel empty
Like a whitewashed wall
Clean and fresh
I can start again
I feel at peace
Like somebody
Starting a new life
I sigh
And I stare at white again
Calmness washes through me
My hand rests against me
It’s just like
I have started anew