Allsorts

I love Cricket
When I take a wicket
I get a call,
Whenever I throw the ball

I play cricket whenever I feel
but I never eat my meal.
I take care of my health
and I love my wealth

I do little bit batting
and when I am back side I do chatting
I make runs
After I eat buns

My favourite player is Sachin Tendulkar
Who I always admire
I always get tired
When my team gets me fired

When my grandma was a gir
She was very beautiful.
When my grandma was a girl
She was very smart.

When my grandma was a girl
She had lessons every week.
When my grandma was a girl
She had lots of books to read.

When my grandma was a girl
She was very generous.
When my grandma was a girl
She was a very pretty bird.

Summer is the best time of year.
Umbrellas – pfft – What are those?
Maybe we could go to the pool today?
Mmm… or perhaps the beach
Even though I’m scared of the crabs
Really if I’m honest, I might just sunbathe.

When you have time,
Just read a book.

That will make you think
More about the authors.

The book you are reading,
Might even be magical – or the truth!

It is that on a hot evening,
the coolest thing is a splashing spring.

In a quiet pool,
I feel so cool.

The snow’s splashing white,
making me blind with its shine so bright.

In a waterfall, feels as ice as cold.
In the tub, looks like gold.

Tastes salty in a happy sea,
just as wavy, as wavy can be.

Don’t you think Spring is the most awesome thing?

There once was a boy from Pakistan

His dream was to go to Japan

But when he got there

He slipped on a pear

So instead he went to Milan

Ma maman, elle est belle
Comme une hirondelle
Son cœur ne connaît pas la mauvaise humeur
Avec elle, rien, pas même un lutin, n’a de chagrin
Elle a beaucoup d’amour là dedans, dans mes choses préférées elle est devant
Elle a beaucoup d’amour là dedans, même pour les enfants
Hé oui c’est ma maman

A lion goes grrr
A bird goes cheep cheep
A tiger goes grrr
A dog goes woof woof!!!

Through the blue door, I hope to see
a wonderful world meant for me

I hate to see my old country,
it makes me sad that it’s just me,
I miss all my family

But this country is meant for me.
I made a friend called Ollie.
A massive smile will take me a mile.

I see a world of refugees, climbing the trees to escape the military.
Fighting and fighting, houses with no lighting.

No electricity in the house,
everyone talking as quiet as a mouse,
they’re super scared of the silent air.

Ready, ready
That’s what I am
Ready for battle. Ready to fight.
With just one button. I’ll soon take flight.

Quick, quick is my plane.
As it’s dodging bullets.
They fall down like rain

Swift, swift are my ememies. As swift as a bully  as swift as a flash.
A boom! A clash!

Gone, gone
Are all my friends.
They didn’t quite make it to the end.
Yes all my friends are dead and gone.
It’s up to me to carry on

Regret, regret is what I feel
War is serious, it’s getting real.
Flee, flee is all I want to do. As I twisted and turned in the plane that I flew.

Falling, falling down from the sky.

Sadly knowing l’m going to die.
Praying to God high above, to protect my country and the ones I love.

Fell, fell now I’m part of the few who said

Good bye