Allsorts

Christmas is coming
All the wonder and joy
All the girls and gifts, all the boys and toys
For Christmas is coming
There’s no need to shout- Look here, look there!
You turn around and look
Everyone is happy and that warms your heart

There was a very skilled mouse
Who got lost in a very large house
He said I’ll ran as fast as I can
And ran into a man
He ended up scaring his spouse

I woke up this morning and cleaned my face,
Went downstairs had my breakfast – it was ace!
I have a puppy her name is Daisy, and sometimes she can be very lazy.
Daisy’s a wonder, she makes me cosy.
Do dogs eavesdrop and be very nosey?
Bye, bye poem I know you’re not complete,
Maybe I’ll finish you after I eat.

Hello Santa, well it’s me
I’m lonely, depressed and sad as can be
Under the tree meet me tonight
While the moon’s in the sky and the stars are so bright
I’ll be there too
Just me and you
But please shave, I don’t like your beard
When I look at it I feel very weird
Oh, and remember the presents too
Oh I can’t wait for it to be just me and you
Please give me extra
Of cookies I betcha
Please come through the front door
The chimneys a bore

You care about yourself and no one other
You selfish little girl, what about your brother?
You’re horrid and mean
You need to redeem
You like to shout and pout
You have paddies all about
Inside you’re so sad
But still no need to be bad
You’re so angry no rude
Please be kind for once dude

Love is the answer
Over the world
Very well spread it
Everywhere

I play it with friends in the garden

We play day and night every day

So if you have no friends just say, Hey can I play?

We go to the park to play in the goals

If you score we say, Great job well done

Now can I have a shot because you have had 101?

In twilight’s hush, where shadows dance and play,
A sly rat and a curious cat did stray,
Their paws did wander, night’s dark veil did lift,
And in the moon’s soft light, their games did shift.

The rat, with cunning eyes and sly design,
Did steal a pie from the kitchen, oh so fine,
The cat, with whiskers twitching, did espy,
And chased the rat, with a playful sigh.

Through streets of stone, and alleys dark and narrow,
The chase did weave, a winding, twisting tangle,
The rat, with quick feet, did dart and dodge her,
The cat, with graceful leaps, did follow and ponder.

Their game of tag, a merry, mirthful sight,
Did fill the night with laughter and delight,
Their antics, a joy to see and behold,
Did bring a smile to all who did behold.

Light in the sky

Night when it’s time

Fight it’s alright

Quiet be silent

Eight, line is straight

So run away

Do what I say

Now it’s time to play

Hurricanes is when it rains and it kinda actually has a brain.

It has thunderstorms and its thunder is like a natural disaster like the Titanic.

It so toxic that 36 million are at risk in thunderstorms.

Most hurricanes occurs harmlessly out of sea.