Allsorts

There was once a boy
Who was called Troy.
He played on the grass
With his watch made from brass
He was a boy
Who spread love and joy!

I love kitties
They are soft and cute
I love them so much
Mine scratches me
But I love him still

Gamers tend to play all day,
I wish my dad may,
or in other words,
gamers are nerds
that game every moment
and win every race
till they are bored.
That,
is me.

I made myself a snowball,
As perfect as can be…

I looked out of the window,
and what did I see?
a little kid about my age,
who was looking at me.
I turned around to ignore him,
but I possibly couldn’t,
I turned behind,
slowly and steadily,
I used my mind,
I focused,
it was not a kid,
it was surprisingly a man,
who was my very old friend called Dan!

Oh boring old school
I’d rather be in my swimming pool
rapping to a Drake song
My hate for school is so strong
I don’t like school at all
But it’s better than staring at a wall

Mr. Whiskers
Mr. Whiskers
Always hissing at Hiskers
Mr. Whiskers
Mr. Whiskers
Why must you bite?
Mr. Whiskers
Mr. Whiskers
You must be out of your miskers
Mr. Whiskers
Mr. Whiskers
you silly boy
Mr. Whiskers
Mr. Whiskers
I know you’re frisky
Mr. Whiskers
Mr. Whiskers
It is time for bed.

Is that rain out there?
That’s not fair!
My clothes are outside!
I can’t decide!
Should I carry on reading?
Or should I run outside and get my dress ready for the wedding?
Mum! Help me!
My dress, it’s near the tree!
I’m the flower girl!
In the church I need to twirl!
Where are the flowers?
I don’t have many hours!
Where’s my mum?
Oh no wait, she can’t come!
I can’t now, it’s all drenched!
I’ll guess I’ll have to sit with my mum on the bench…
It’s all your fault rain!
You had better not come again!

When our classmates go crazy,
it makes us feel lazy

Eyes on the clock,
Trying and failing to hear the tick-tock.

Chitter and chatter,
Clitter and clatter.

A few of the noises that bounce off the walls,
Surely they can hear us out in the halls?

Chaos and paper flying every which way,
This is our classroom at the end of the day.

When I went to the zoo on a winter’s dawn,
I saw a koala, a tiger and a fawn.
One snored, the other roared and gnawed its teeth,
But the fawn didn’t think that was any great feat.

The long-necked giraffes smiled at me,
While munching leaves at the top of a tree.
They were so dignified, so slow,
That I wanted to shout, “Go, go, go!”

The white handed gibbons went as fast as they could,
They wouldn’t stop playing, they never would.
The gibbons were playing so hard they didn’t see me,
I said, “It’s like the traffic lights are always on green.”

The elephants lifted their great trunks with a grunt,
But one just hid there and didn’t join in the fun.
The lion snapped their giant, piercing teeth,
They were hungry, were we something to eat?

We fed the goats with lush, green leaves,
Some pushed the others, to get the yummy feed!
The polar bear swam with all its might,
Playing with a big red ball, as if it would never have a night!

The time was so enjoyable, so pleasing,
I would always love animals, never ceasing!
I want to go again to the worlds oldest zoo,
And replay my experience, that’s what I’ll do.