The Globaglob

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by Mimi aged 11

The night is come, but not too soon;
And sinking silently,
All silently, the little moon
Drops down behind the sky.

There is no light in earth or heaven
But the cold light of stars;
And the first watch of night is given
To the red planet Mars.

Is it the tender star of love?
The star of love and dreams?
Oh no! from that blue tent above,
A hero’s armor gleams …

I Love My Allah

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by Muhammad Afnan aged 8

Allah is kind, so full of grace,
His mercy shines in every place.
He sees the good in all we do,
So keep your heart sincere and true.

You have to pray, both night and day,
And follow Allah’s loving way.
Be kind to all, don’t cause them pain,
Let love and peace in you remain.

Don’t hurt the ones that live and breathe,
Let kindness grow like garden seeds.
Plant more trees, save water too,
Protect the Earth Allah gave you.

Every good deed Allah will see,
And bless your soul eternally.
If you are good in heart and deed,
To Heaven’s path, your steps will lead.
I love my Allah, strong and true,
And every day, I’ll follow through.

Piano Poem

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by Walter Murphy aged 7

Every time I play the piano I hit it slap bang in the middle.
But some times it’s a fiddle.
But I find my way through the keys
But my knees began to ache so I take the stool instead
And then I am in bed again

How I Think of Miss Riding Hood

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by Amelia Kelham aged 8

How I think of Miss Riding Hood in the middle of that wood,
all alone with poor wolfy.
She knocked on the door, “Come in, come in,” wolfy cried
Riding Hood stepped into the hut, then wolfly gulped her up
and that’s how
I think of Miss Riding Hood, in the wood.

The Chocolate Cake

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by April Zan aged 8

Let’s make a chocolate cake
in a factory where you can bake.

So turn on your concentration,
don’t turn on your hesitation.
Okay I think we’re steady
so lets get ready!

Mix the butter, mix the flour and don’t forget
to mix chocolate powder.

POOF! Your chocolate cake is ready.
It’s icky and sticky but very
delicious and yummy.
I’m sure that chocolate cake will fill your tummy!

Eat it while it’s nice and hot.

Enjoy!

My Sweet Grandparents

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by Anasuya Negi aged 11

My grandparents are so sweet,
They make me smile, they’re such a treat.
Grandma cooks tasty food, healthy and nice,
I eat it with wishes, it’s like paradise .
Grandpa tells stories, funny and long,
I listen and laugh, It’s like a happy song.
We play games, watch TV too,
They hug me tight and love me true.
When I’m sad they make me smile,
their love is bright, all the while.
I love them so much it’s true,
they’re my heroes, through and through.

School

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by Alex aged 11

School is so boring
It is so tiring
We get out at 3
p1 – p3 get out at 2
They are so lucky
P4 – p7 are not
I go to secondary school this year
This is my prom

My Teacher

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by Mimi aged 7

My teacher is pretty and she is lovely.
Whenever she talks she opens my heart.
And she is so smart.
My teacher is beautiful and so respectful.
When I see her everyday her smile makes my day.
And when she is sad I am even more sad.

The Poem of Life

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by Isabelle aged 9

Life is tough
When times are rough
It hurts to see
When you can be
A he or she in the dark
With a spark of light in the night
It gives you a fright to see
Pay attention to your life
As it could be a whole new world
While you get old
New lives will come
As some will thrill
To all those people behind bars
Remember jars of bright light
Will come on one great day

6767

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by Rosebay Marshall aged 9

67 is silly
All my friends at school say it.
My teachers hate it.
So do I.
No-one knows the meaning, I don’t know why.
Just a guy who’s 6.7 feet high
So STOP SAYING 67!