Allsorts

Vegetable muncher,
Healthy eater,
Hungry hopper,
Water drinker,
Fantastic listener,
Nose twitcher,
Mighty jumper,
Hutch dweller,
Super fast runner,
Dog teaser,
Carrot hunter,
Speedy racer,
Lettuce nibbler,
High bouncer,
Hole liver,
White whisker,
Stroke lover.

Day-sleeper,
Nighttime-exerciser,
Meat discarder,
Vegetable consumer,
Fruit enjoyer,
Nix-harmer,
Treat superfan,
Self groomer,
Big eater,
Wheel runner,
Excellent climber.

Pencil pusher,
Rule sitter,
Education sharer,
Quick thinker,
Continuous learner,
Care giver,
Inspiration giver,
Knowledge feeder,
Praise giver.

Six
Cruel
Hours
Of
Our
Lives

This is not a poem it’s a rap
so let’s go yo let’s go like
I’m lil chopper got his head by the neck
Let’s go Eminem what the heck get Dave
Me and him have a plan to sunbathe
You’r the best like 50 cent with his packed chest
boooooooooomm

Up, down, everywhere,
My heart, I love, I want to share,
Love, happiness and the…
Gospel…
I want to care
You can love and have happinesssssssss
By showing you careeeeeeeeeeeeee.
In the name of the Lorddddd.

When the Umpire lifts his arms,
to signal a six,
As a bowler on the opposite team,
it really gets on my wick.

When I have the ball in hand,
it’s weighed down by the leather,
But when it’s whizzing through the air,
it looks as light as a feather.

As the innings swap, I pad up,
with a nervous look on my face,
But when I’m out on the pitch,
I hit the ball with such grace.

But it all stops there,
when I hear the words – How’s that?
The ball has hit the stumps,
and that is the end of my bat.

We win again and again,
but when we lose, I pout,
But I’ll never stop loving cricket,
because that is what this poem is all about!

There was once a naughty dog,
Who really needed a hard flog.

He didn’t let people talk in the streets,
Or even cheerfully walk.

Even when on his lead,
He would go and cause big mischief.

He used to go and scare people out of their wits,
They would have to watch for the sharp teeth of his!

People would run around,
Around and around on the ground,
Whenever he approached,
And when he did that they would scream and shout, “Call Mrs Roach!

Mrs Roach was the animal controller,
And the dog really really loathed her.

Now we’ll say goodbye to that dog,
And hope he won’t need another flog!

I love my mum
My dad decided to call her hun
My dad wrote a verse
So I say do you like my purse
I burned a log
Do wanna dog
I wake up early
I love my family
I love to bend
I think I need someone to mend

‘Tis the month of halloween
Witches ready to be seen.

The evil spirits and witches are now here,
You can run, but you cannot hide my dear.

Monsters stalking through the night,
Halloween is the night of fright.

The spooky goblins calling out your name,
And the Jack O’ Lantern waiting in the rain.

Tonight is the night,
Tonight is the night for lots of tricking and treating.
Tonight is the night to create havoc and freaking.
Tonight is the night where all shall fear,
Tonight is the night where the ghosts & ghouls come near.

In ancient times many feared this night,
For all the spirits had brought fright.
Why they were scared of this night, you’ll see.
On this All Hallows’ Eve.