Allsorts

Scarlett took everything
She took my man
Maybe my gran
She doesn’t even like him
I drown when I swim
She jumps on my man’s back
Soon hers will crack
She shouts at me
I’ve not broke free
Putting that cap on my head
Hers never bled
I don’t like you Scarlett
Your red name ain’t a starlit

You’re not funny
You’re not cute
You’re not special
Can’t you just mute
We don’t wanna see the things you’ve chewed
Stop spitting on us with all your food
Acting like your cool, you’re really not
Once we’re in high school you’ll be forgot
Stop body shaming us, look in the mirror
We don’t want you here to make it clearer

I straight-up jacked a cat,
Chillin’ on my mat, looking fat.
It let out a big ole sigh,
Had me feeling, like, oh why?
Can’t spill to my mum, no way,
‘Cause I know she’d flip and say,
“I can’t believe what you’ve done.”
Lowkey, though, it was kinda fun!
Maybe I’ll spill to Mum,
About the time I jacked a cat—
For real, what’s up with that?

There’s a giant scary tiger in my kitchen and I don’t know what to do
When it comes to basic manners he just doesn’t have a clue
He climbs on to my washing machine and keeps tipping all the liquids
He throws away my pizza and growls at my ice cream

There’s a giant scary tiger on my kitchen top and I don’t want him to stay
so I told the naughty tiger that he had to go away
Oh, giant scary tiger just before you go
why were you in my kitchen I really want to know

There are humans in my forest, the tiger said to me
they are hunting us down for our lovely patterned fur for all those spoilt people
There are humans in my forest and I don’t know what to do
they took away my home and I’m scared they’ll take me too

Oh giant scary tiger in my kitchen now I do know what to do
I’ll fight to save your home and stop you feeling blue
I will share our story far and wide so others can fight too
Oh giant scary tiger I swear it on the stars
the futures not yet written but I hope that it is ours

Lemons are sour
they give you the power
to make a face at a very fast pace
You never know if their bitter or sweet
and when they are bitter
they are as gross as glitter
but when they are sweet
they make me cheep
like the birds that fly by in the sky

MY POETRY IS PRIVATE
Although it is online
MY POETRY IS PRIVATE
Stop mentioning it all the time
MY POETRY IS PRIVATE
Stop acting like you care
MY POETRY IS PRIVATE
I don’t need you to be there
MY POETRY IS PRIVATE
I’ve done it all on my own
MY POETRY IS PRIVATE
Stop screenshooting it on your phone
MY POETRY IS PRIVATE
Stop sending it to groups
MY POETRY IS PRIVATE
My feelings aren’t in loops
MY POETRY IS PRIVATE

As the sun sets
Below the valleys,
Children are running home,
Safe and happy.

As the moon rises,
The children are tucked into bed,
Being wished a good night,
And that lone wolf hides away,
Out of sight.

As the sun rises,
The children wake up,
They yawn at dawn,
And they find school is a waste of their morning,
But kids must grow.

And as the sun sets,
All the little kids
Head to bed.

I will tell what
would be very cool
I love your poems
Please come to our school

I put a spell on my sister
and then my mum’s mister said
why would you do that?
She might fizzle like smoke or sizzle like coke
or fly in the air or grow really long hair
She might ping like a spring
so I say I don’t care
but then I see a whisp of dark brown hair
It’s mom, oh no, oh yes, sissy cries
Oh lord please help me I cried to thee
I pray just tell me that I’ll see
the light of another day
My mum shouts Eva, what have you done?
Look she’s inflated like a balloon
and looks like she’ll turn into big fat baboon

A new year, a new spring
the blue tits in the trees sing
the clocks change, the sun stays
the lambs skip through the emerald green fields
the luscious trees will will blossom, the magnolias will bloom
the bees are buzzing

Spring is here!