Halloweening

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by Ksusha Lowry-Neufeld aged 11

Dry leaves falling.
Corn stalks rustling.
Black cats slinking.
Big bats screeching.
Scarecrows flapping.
Vampires sucking.
Fall wind blowing.
Kids trick or treating.
Wicked witches cackling.
Jack o’ lanterns glowing.
Green goblins flying.
Parents pumpkin carving.
Treat bags overflowing.
Wailing ghosts haunting.
Skeletons rattling.

I . . . hope . . . I . . . get . . . home . . . alive.

The Devil Elf

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by Chriselle Couto aged 11

I woke up this winter morning
Sure enough without any warning
Went to the mirror and looked at myself
Suddenly I see an elf!!!!!!!
She looked just like me with Devil clothes on
I just turned back
And then she was gone
I left my room
Suddenly there fell the broom!!!!!
I told my mom what was there
Alas, she didn’t really care

A Scottish School Day

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by Lucy aged 14

‘Up ya wee scunner, school its a braw day ‘oot yer bed
Go awn, get a wee bit a’ sense knocked intae yer head’
‘Aww mammy ”Oi, I saw yoo’ last night, you were blootered’
‘naw yer’ aff yer heid, dinnae see me’
‘ayeee’

‘Sir, you ken the work ye gave us, I dinnae dae it’
‘Haud yer weesht Lucy, naewan didit, you’ll make him have a fit!’

‘Och, I like yer gutties, they new like?’
‘aye me auld wans were gigin’
‘yer cannie’

{Sorry I know there isn’t a lot of definite rhyme or rhythm in this poem but it is a performance / memory piece and I was kind of hoping it could be imagined being performed on a stage?}

Once Upon a Time…

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by Mawahib Chowdhury aged 12

Once upon a time
There was a monster made out of slime
‘So what?!’ said the princess,
‘I’m not very fearless!’
And so she went out to save
A prince named Dave…

Once upon a time
There was a monster made out of slime
‘Oh no!’ said the prince
‘I haven’t finished my mince!’

Once upon a time
There was a monster made out of slime
‘Yes, I’m here!’ said the princess
‘Let’s get him out of sickness’

Once upon a time
There was a monster made out of slime
When the princess had arrived there
She recognised an evil stare…

Once upon a time
There was a monster made out of slime
The prince had woken up
Then the monster said, ‘Wassup?’
The princess screamed,
When the monster began to lean

‘Sorry!’ said the monster
‘But I guess I have to eat ya!’

Limerick

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by Lucy aged 13

While at a bank, collecting some cash

My eyes stumbled upon a moustache

I averted them in them in haste

For my personal taste

I think that it was rather too brash

States Of Matter

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by Veda Dharwar aged 10

Everything, everything is made of matter,
Even the glass that your sister’s about to shatter.

Clear water, wafting air and bulk heavyweight masses,
All separated into three groups, solids, liquids, gases.

Solids, solids with particles tightly packed together,
An example of solids are scented bunches of heather.

Liquids have slightly weaker atom bonds,
An example of liquids is water in a pond.

And finally, the airy ones, floating through the air
the gases, with atoms scattered everywhere.

Know that you are knowledgeable of states of matter,
Why not ask your science teacher if your grades might get better.

When I’m Outside…

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by Scarlett Powell aged 9

I see…
Buzzy Bees
Talking Trees
Fascinating Flowers
People With Powers
People Walking Dogs And Sometimes Even Frogs.

And that’s all of the things that I see outside

<<<<>>>….. :(:(:(:(HeRoBrine):):):):

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by Gavin Y. aged 11

In Minecraft the blocks are square
and they’re also pixelated
I was doing the first thing you do once you start a world
I started cutting down wood
but then the trees came alive and started chasing me
I think they were haunted but at the time
all I could do is scream
They were chasing me
and I need some food
so i killed some pigs and cows
then they started chasing me
also they grew fangs and diamond armour
they also had white eyes so did the trees
then I thought wait, herobrine has white eyes
So i said Herobrine where are you?
Why do you care Notch
and that’s how me and herobrine became enemies

Chocolate

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by Kaylee Russ aged 8

Milk chocolate
Dark chocolate
White chocolate too
If you like them
Eat them too.

You’re Not Ugly

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by Daniela Valeviciute aged 11

It doesn’t make sense to call ourselves ugly,
because we don’t really see ourselves.
We don’t watch ourselves sleeping in bed,
curled up and silent with chests rising and falling
with our own rhythm.
We don’t see ourselves reading a book,
eyes fluttering and glowing
You don’t see yourself looking at someone with love and care
and happiness is leaking out of you.
You would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are
if you saw yourself in the moments where you’re truly yourself.