Allsorts

I love bananas
I like bananas
I have bananas
Let’s eat bananas
A bowl of bananas
Tree bananas
Red bananas
Blue bananas
Green bananas
Yellow bananas
I’m bananas over bananas

biscuits yummy,
biscuits nice,
yummy biscuits in my tummy,
chocolate biscuits,
custard creams,
biscuits in your biscuit dreams,
caramel wafers,
ginger oats,
biscuits in biscuit moats,
biscuits here,
biscuits there,
eat a biscuit everywhere,
chocolate cookies,
chocolate chips,
melted chocolate on my lips,
oaty crumbles,
Florentine,
those biscuits on that plate are mine,
biscuits here,
biscuits there,
eat a biscuit everywhere…

It may be hard when you move up a class
And you are feeling very doubtful and you want to pass
Don’t worry and get yourself confused
Cause there are others who would have viewed
This heavy burden on your back
Don’t give up and begin to crack
You can do it
Take your bag and make the hit
Go and show this trouble
WHO IS BOSS

Beaches are amazing
A beautiful view from everywhere
Hopefully the pool is close
A dolphin is near
Mum and I love it
Amazing family near
Sadly we have to leave

Food, food in my belly
So much food it’s wiggly like jelly
Chips ‘n’ beans
Means
Saucy chips make me lick my lips
Little more fat on my hips?

I like yummy food.
Especially Mac ‘n cheese!
It is so yummy!

“Where has the cookie gone?” Mother screamed
“That was meant to be my breakfast!
Oh dear,oh no! I cannot sew,
Without my cookie for breakfast!”

‘Oh dear.’ I thought.
‘Mother’s in a tizz,
And it’s all my fault!
Should I tell her,
Should I not?
Oh dear, what a disaster!’

I went down the stairs,
And I heard what was said:
“You greedy young girl!”
She was talking to my sister,
She had the blame!
I can just leave it there.

But I thought,
‘No, be honest!’
So I said “Oh Mother, dear!
You are much mistaken!
Bella only took the bacon!
It was I who took the cookie, oh dear.”
“You? I should have known.
But at least you were honest,
And didn’t stay a lying gnome.”

So remember, kids,
Never steal a cookie,
Or mother’ll get in a tizz.

I remember everything,
It’s all so painfully sweet.
Holiday, school, friends,
Which of these do I have now?
I have none.

The summer will pass eventually,
I wish it was a little faster.

These are the faces, ​
The faces that made our childhood,
These are the faces, ​
The faces that fed us,
These are the faces, ​
The faces that put a roof over our heads,
These are the faces, ​
The faces of our parents.

Children crying
People dying
Bang goes the gunshot
Bump goes my heart
The people are apart