Allsorts

I love this school so much
I wish we could stay forever
But we have to go soon sadly
But I will always remember you
FOREVER
I PROMISE

Jess is my bestie
so don’t try and test me
or this will get MESSY

Once upon a time there was a girl called Abi
She loved songs so she went to a karaoke place
Nobody was there
As soon as she stepped in a really creepy song started
and it went like this
Hi Abi we are the song people you are us come to us us us NOW…
Abi ran as fast as she could she was so scared
and hid
but they found her and Abi was
never
seen
again

Summer is coming you can feel its warmth drifting over land and sea.
Summer is coming filling us all with happiness and glee.
Summer is coming so say goodbye to the wind and rain,
the sun has come out for you, me, and us all to see.
Summer is coming you can taste it and smell it
with all it’s delicious barbecues, fun is sure to be there.
Summer is coming and it is quite plain to see,
summer has come for you and for me.

Shooting star, shooting star
You give me light in the dark,
You set fire over the park
I can see you through the car
Shooting star, shooting star

I made a wish,
To have a goldfish,
Which does not become a dish,

Big meteorite, big meteorite
You were discovered at midnight,
For me, you were a glorious sight
I saw you in the night.

Alone in the darkness the lilac sky glistened
Images of the moon were vividly playing in her head
She could no longer stay in bed .
To cool her light head, she had to go out to the shed
From that day on she was declared dead …

One day, I will achieve my dreams
One day no longer will there be schemes
One day hate will be gone ,
One day people will have friends to rely on
One day the world will change
But a world without evil will be strange.

Me and Harper are preppy
so much and I love school and we are BFFs
So much preppier than the boys
I love the teachers, I love maths
and my friends are so good at maths
Mya is 10/10 preppy and Harper is 10000/10 preppy
and Jayjay is 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000/10 my BFF

you must agree that if ships are called ‘she’
then cars must surely be boys.
Ships are graceful, cars are not,
and cars need a parking lot.
Cars are fast, ships are slow
and that is just the way it will go.

As slow as you go
The wind will flow
I will show
The flowers grow

Find one love
All above
Don’t just shove
Well, it’s time
Goodbye