Allsorts

In a galaxy far, far away
there was a dark emperor called Darth Vader
and he had a master called Senator Palpatine
and he was the Sith of the dark side
and on the good side the rebel Luke Skywalker
who lived in Tatooine

I like Bruce, he is my pug.
and he kinda looks like
my other pug Doug.
He is the colour of Fawn
with brown eyes that glisten
and a little curly tail
and he really does not listen.
He jumps on me all the time
and licks my face, hands and feet
and he really is quite fine
and super sweet and not quite neat.
I love my pug Bruce.

They always used to dress up,
They were told it wasn’t real.
But when they stepped into those old clothes…
It felt as if it were real.
She would be the Snow Queen, her dress flowing along,
He would be the pirate,
Bold as can be.
They are old now,
They realise it must have been a fantasy,
They stepped into the musty old clothes once more…
The familiar rush of the game came back,
Is it real… or not?

When school is closed it feels like a relieve
But on Lockdown you won’t believe
My brother in everywhere
My sister nowhere
The Lockdown should be gone
Or else I’ll be the one
The one who won’t survive
This is out of hand already number five
I can’t take it any more please let me be
Save me
Or else I will blow
My face is a glowing light red
I can’t hold it
I burst into the air
Now I’m back on my feet
Fresh air finally now I can eat
You see
Lockdown is the worst

Oh, what news, please don’t refuse,

I want to go, it will be cute, it will be tiny,

It will be small, but why shall I not go?

I want to see the baby, is it a he or she?

No one knows, so fascinating but so glorious,

I really want to know, about whether shall I go,

So pink, new born, at last it is a he, but why not a she?

Farris, my baby cousin

The hare was bad
and the dad was a lad
but he still shares
He says this all the time
If you care you share
So one day I tried to care
It worked
So you have to always care
and share

Whenever I get bored in lockdown,
I think, ‘What can I do?’
I sit up and realize that I could do loads,
I just don’t feel good.
I miss my friends,
My teachers,
Oh, and even my worst enemy,
I’d be thrilled to see him again.
The things I could do…
There are endless amounts,
So why do I not do them ?
Well, I know why.
I’d usually have motivation,
That now I do not own.
My friends and family,
The thought of half term,
Was enough to keep me going.
Half term does not happen at home.
Only 4 days of Easter, too.
At school we’d have two weeks.
So I stay bored, wondering when or if
My life will go back to normal.

Then we went to another beautiful land.

We looked at each other in the eyes,
And then gazed at the green blanket of red specks,
Poppies, covering the land with its colour and beauty.
Our eyes sparkled.

Then we went to another beautiful land.

We looked at each other in the eyes,
And then gazed at the chocolate hills,
Hills, all across the land.
Our eyes sparkled.

Then we went to the last beautiful land.

We looked at each other in the eyes,
And then gazed at the beach – paradise,
Seashells, slightly glimmering, slightly shining out its true colours.
Our eyes sparkled.

Eagle, eagle,
Not like a seagull.
Like a cat,
Sneaks up on a rat.
They sneak up on their prey,
Every single day.
Wings help them fly,
So very, very high in the sky.

Unicorn you are kind
so listen to me
in every caring thing do
the love you give comes back to you
your unicorn horn is more than you think