Allsorts

You’re the best dog in the world
the sunshine in my heart
the brown eyes that fuel my laughter
the greatest piece of art.

You’re the dog that cheers me up at my lowest
the rainbow that fills the sky with joy
the coral that lightens the sea
the company that I love and enjoy.

You are the first first flower to bloom in winter
the stars in my night sky
the thing that does doesn’t fail too make me laugh
the thing that no matter what I’ll always buy.

Everyone’s happy
bright sunshine bathes the ground
people can’t stop laughing
whenever you’re around

Summer, oh summer
You’re so nice and hot
All the flowers bloom and bees fly

Summer, oh summer
You’re so nice and hot
I love you so
You’re so bright and colourful

Summer, oh summer
You’re the best season of all
I love you summer
You’re so nice and hot

The evil treat is sweet and tasty
Just be careful not to be too hasty
For magic is bewitched in this witch’s dish

A cube of temptation with no hesitation
To take one humongous bungous bite
As big and as long as life

It’s powdered like snow with an enchanting glow
It has a lot of sweetness but has no
guaranteed neatness. Go on take a bite
Just warning you it could give you an
Enchanting FRIGHT!

Under the Christmas tree
Wrapped up presents just for me.
Santa flying his sleigh with the reindeer leading the way.
Then he comes down the chimney
Leaves the presents if you’re good
Then he looks for a mince pie and a carrot for Rudolph.
He leaves the house as quiet as a mouse
and all children wake up early with mum and dad
Full of joy to open their presents with lots of toys.

Once there were two animals
A dog and a cat
they loved each other to a thousand
One day the owner got a another pet
and he loved it more than them

Have you ever had a little furry friend?

There are many breeds of our friends

Big cats

Small cats

Fluffy cats

They can be cute

but also savage

kittens are cute

so are adult

cats

Bald cats

All cats

Burning in a wave of red
Under a sky as black as lead
Scary, shining, surging, soaring
Hear the fire like a lion roaring
Flames like a beast, devouring all in its path
In the forest, animals feel its wrath
Ready your bags and pack the car
Exit fire filled land and go somewhere far.

Dots of birds soar about
Dots of birds soar about
In the gray-blue sky
Over the dried land of brown grass
Gliding above the herds of sheep and cows
I bark and bark at the group of sheep
As the balls of cotton white waddle about
In the little wooden pen
I tear my eyes away from the white
What a tiring, boring job!
I let out a loud yawn
There in the sky, there is a small flying thing
Orange, black and white, wings and body
Flutters about innocently
What a peculiar, curious little thing!
I glance at the herd of sheep dawdling here and there
Surely it’ll be fine if I leave them for a while
Surely right?
Owner would understand
I chase and chase the butterfly
One paw in front of another
I can feel the wind flowing through my fur
My tongue dangling out of my mouth
O, I’ve never felt so free!
This is what I should’ve been doing the entire time
There the butterfly lands on a tangle of bushes
A mix of sticks and bits
I bounce and pounce onto the winged insect
But it flies away
Into the endless blue
I huff and puff
Sun’s heatwaves swallowing me up
But there in the sticks
There’s something more interesting
A little flash of orange and crimson
Like a mini firework!
More peculiar than a butterfly!
I bend down and look closer
My nose twitching and itching at the strange smell
Why is it getting bigger and bigger?
O, it’s so bright!
The firework’s so large
But why is it so deathly hot?
I bark and howl
And try to escape from the scarlet hug
But then it gets brighter
Owner, why?

It’s a place where we relax
Where our favourite food is made
Where you could be yourself
We thought our parents were superheroes
With those cool super powers
More amazing than the others
More perfect than perfect
That they would love us
No matter who or what we are
Forever and ever
But then we get older
More mature
More mysteries uncovered
In realizing that our parents weren’t perfect
We realize that they made more mistakes than we did
That those times when they yelled at us
And we thought we did something wrong
But it wasn’t that after all
It was work
Stress
Anxiety
Eating them up
Inside out
We then pull off their super hero cape
Rip it into a million pieces
Then put it into the box
Of unreal things
Getting older is wondering
How much did my parents sacrifice
Just for me?
Just so I could be happy?
Those times when they bought you ice cream
That time when they gave you that toy for your birthday
You realize they gave up so much
Oh, so damn much
Just to see a smile on your face
That innocent, bright smile
Then you stay up at night
Would life be better for them
If I never happened?
Would they be able to pay those bills and taxes
If I wasn’t there?
Those sleepless nights
Those tear-stained pillows
That’s exactly what you think
Over and over
Again and again
Getting older
Means more problems for yourself
Realizing who you are
And your place in this world
And then you tell your parents
But instead of hugging you
Telling you it’s okay
They yell at you
Give you a lecture
Or just say it’s a phase
But it isn’t
And there go the deep sleeping
And welcome the crying nights
Endless
Hurting
They said they would love us
No matter what
Why are they yelling then?
Why are they trying to change me?
Why don’t they understand?
You want to scream
Cry
Yell at them
But you can’t
Because there isn’t a point
Then you feel like
The string connecting you and your parents
Is breaking apart
You feel like you aren’t close enough with them anymore
Unlike when you were younger
They would take you to the mall
You would laugh and smile
And they would too
But now?
It feels numb
Different
You don’t feel happy unlike before
And you notice they aren’t happy too
You want to get closer with them
You try and try
But you can’t
There’s just something missing in the puzzle
Then you give up
Don’t bother anymore
School is your escape
With friends and teachers
You’re happy there
Because they understand
They don’t care who or what you are
They let you be who you are
So you don’t have to think about them
Those thoughts are pulled out
But then you go home
And think and think
Why aren’t they happy?
Why aren’t I happy?
I want to be younger
Just to see them smile
That real smile
You don’t know what’s real anymore
You don’t know if that smile if even true
Is it fake and forced?
Who knows
You don’t even know if your own smile is real
You know you are happy
When in school
Your escape
But it doesn’t matter anymore
Because the past is done
You’re already growing old
It’s too late to fix it
But you try
Despite knowing you can’t do anything
About your age and happiness

Just carelessly pacing towards freedom,
Forgetting about the closest thing you can get to it.
If you have freedom you likely have happiness.
But it just slipped from your grasp
It replays the feeling of once being held,
but there’s nothing
like a TV static.