As the undisputed king of the savannah rose up,
observing the flock of one-legged fuchsia birds,
nipping the swamp,
It was
the prowling
cluster of fur,
his dark noble shady eyes of the forehead that surrounded
those eyes were unmissable
You may sum up a deep fear however
shall you want to go near it
the terrorising threat of the shadow that haunts.
The slug is slow and hated by many,
However, it means no harm so no need to be tricky.
It wants to be on the great outdoors,
But without the fear of being stepped on at all!
The grass is fresh and a cosy place,
For a small slug who should not have hate.
He’s quiet and shy,
And likes to hide,
So what is there to hate?
Out of the shelter
Into the world
Ready for a good meal
With everyone
Maybe a frog, a lizard or some insects
Or even some fish
To get some energy
For my eight legs
Humans hate us
But scorpions love us
We have to fight all day everyday
We never stop fearing
Maybe someone will kill us and throw us away
Or someone will eat and munch us away
I have two dogs
whom I love the most
they are cute
and have the most hope
They are the best things ever
one is white as snow
and one black as the night with a hind of brown
They are lovely and cuddly
and come onto your lap
even though they have a bond
I love them more than my cat
There is a party in the jungle!
Here is the cat,
Saying meooou!
Here is the dog,
Barking loudly,
Here is the elephant with monstrous glasses,
Drinking water from the pond,
Here is the bunny,
Squeaking softly,
Here is the wolf,
Screaming loudly,
Here is the zebra,
Full of green grass in his mouth,
Here comes a strange sound,
ROOAAR!!!!
Here comes the king of the jungle,
Every animal bows to him,
ROARRR!!!
Everyone shivering and shuddering with fear,
He sits on the throne,
His face is not that clear,
No one knows his mood,
He is very sad,
And sorry to say,
We cannot live in this jungle anymore,
He says,
The monsters,
The bad guys,
The criminals,
The….the…ones….what shall I say?
Cut down the trees and kill us, they may
Where will we live,
Homeless!
Let’s set off,
Far away!
What party is this? They say
Cat get off the table!
Cat get off the chair!
Someone needs to sit down,
You shouldn’t be there!
Don’t go in the bath,
And don’t go in the sink!
Cat get out the toilet,
it’s not for you to drink!
There was once this lion
he was fierce and very cruel
but every single night
he went into his pool
Deep in the forest
Leon was seen
dipping in the pool
and not being clean
All of the mice,
scattered to him
Leon thought it was nice,
to chuck him in the bin
There was a horse that likes to be a boss.
Everytime he was happy he would like to do the floss
I ride the bus to school each day
I pass the same horse eating hay
The horse is spotty grey on white
His ears and mane and tail are light
The horse loves to run jump and kick
But most of all he loves to give me a big fat lick
The little bird played on the shrub,
then he went to the swimming club.
He always slept on the couch
with his wide open mouth.
He liked to eat sunflower seeds
with his friends, the yummiest treats.
The little bird enjoyed the dance
and pranced in the street of France.
The creatures of the rainforest
Are in an impossible battle against mankind
They can’t win
Humanity is too strong
We’re hurting them
The vulnerable, hopeless animals and trees, dying
Species of animals are becoming extinct
Trees are horrified, frightened as we arrive
We’re slaughtering these amazing creatures
The trees
They’re dying
Because of us.
Monkeys watching, still wandering the empty landscape
Flames flickering around them
Their home cracking and creaking in agony
Imagine if you came home to a barren wasteland
Would you like that?
The innocent creatures are dying
Destroyed, gone, forgotten