Friendship!

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by Eva aged 9

She is my friend,
But our friendship is about to end,
I tried to tend her to listen,
Though, she did a bend.

Oooh

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by Eva aged 9

Ugh, I am so cool,
But really am I a fool?
I’m going to go in the pool.
But I really am cruel,
Oh, I have to go to school,
Oops, I need to get my tools,
I’ve just noticed the rules…

My Poem

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by Harriet Ellis Tia Maya Raven aged 9

A nimals are nice
N obody can beat them
I love them
M y sister is an animal girl
A ll my family love the zoo
L oop the loop they like us
S o we should like them

Keep Safe on the Internet

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by Harriet aged 9

Keep safe on the internet
Don’t share info about your pet
Don’t use your name or age
So you don’t get stuck in an online cage
The internet has bullies just like real life
Even though online you might find yourself a wife!
So stay safe on the internet

All About Me

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by Ellie-mae aged 7

My name is Ellie Mae and I’m nearly 8
I enjoy going out playing with my mates
We spend time laughing and having lots of fun
We play hide and seek and tag don’t forget to run!

I have a little brother he is naughty all the time
If he smacks you don’t cry
I have a step dad he is a bit of a trickster
But stay away from him he might tickle ya!

Myths

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by Laurie aged 10

Myths can be dumb,
Yes that is true,
But some can be interesting,
And not easy to sue.

A Recipe for Snow

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by Khadijah aged 11

You will need:
A woolly scarf
A fluffy coat
A woollen hat
Waterproof mittens
And 2 wellies

Step outside and gather some snow
Sprinkle some magical morning mist
Add some on and close your eyes and make a wish

Find a sibling and aim away
Glide your snowball all the way
Run inside
And feel the warmth of the hot chocolate and the gooey marshmallows

Cuddle up in your bed
And always remember
The day it snowed
What a good bedtime story that would make

The Planet We Share

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by Alyssa Maxwell aged 8

The planet we share is in danger
The environment has gone wrong
The ocean is full of plastic
You can’t hear the whale’s song

The world around us is grey
And we need to make it green
We have time to change things
If we stop being mean

Everyone around the world
We need to work it out
We can do this together
As long as we don’t have a doubt

Our future children deserve better
Their outlook can be made bright
Their world can be made safer
If we all just do this right

For a Hundred Years and a Hundred More

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by Rohana Stentiford aged 11

Five hundred years I’ve been stuck in the sand
Since you discarded that bottle you held in your hand
I rolled down the path and under a bush
‘Til that big winter storm gave me a push

In a flooding of water, I swam in the rain
Along past the market and straight down the drain
For more than a year I lived in that river
Then a passing boat sent me on an endeavour

The estuary shoreline was teeming with weed
I got stuck for a month but then I was freed
I sailed for a decade on the roughest of waves
Before drifting into the calmest of bays

Five years on, litter pickers arrived
I was plucked from the ground, heavens alive!
I was put in a sack with others like me
But was carelessly placed too close to the sea

Then back out again with all of the others
The big ones, the small, my sisters and brothers
Accidentally drifting into a pod
It all went dark as they swallowed the lot

I lay in that whale for six whole years
Until the terrible day that confirmed my fears
On that lonely beach it fell asleep
Never again to dive and leap

Screeching gulls heaved me out
Back into the sea, away from their shouts
I could see the island in the mist
But drifted past the pier, I missed.

I hit the sand with quite a punch
My label lost, my lid was crunched
The treacherous winds pushed me up the beach
Into the dunes and out of reach

For a hundred years and a hundred more
I tried to reach the rocky shore
Trying and failing again and again
‘Til a plastic shovel ended the chain

Pulled from the sand after all that time
Five hundred years and I’m still feeling fine
When I think of the moments I’ve wasted it’s frightful
All I can say is, “Just please recycle.”

Out of Ideas

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by Samiksha aged 10

I’m running out of ideas of what I should write about,
I’ve written about all I can think of and I can’t think of more,
it is very weird that I have run out of ideas because I am imaginative,
I think of this, I think of that, though I never finish thinking of ideas,
I need help for ideas so that I can write a poem,
Can you help me out? What sort of poem I should do,
and also a name for it
It is all your choice but try not to write a poem’s name I have already written.

A little note: you can comment down below any names and which type and I will write a poem about one. If there is more then one comment for poems, then I will choose with the first option and write that one day, then the next comment for a poem the next day and so I can make your poem names into a poem. If you want then you can also give me suggestions of what i can write inside the poem such as:
Inside the poem can you add alliteration and make it be like you are in a car and writing about the outside scenery and make it rhyming.