I like to eat all sorts of things
From fruits and nuts to chicken wings
But nothing makes me happier than
A bag of Allsorts in my hand
They come in all sorts of shapes and sizes
And all sorts of colours and surprises
Some are round and some are square
Some are soft and some are fair
Some are liquorice and some are coconut
Some are plain and some have dots
Some are weak and some have power
Some are sweet and some are sour
But all of them are delicious
And all of them are nutritious
They fill me up with joy and fun
Allsorts are for everyone
Excellent, Derrick. Good work. Here’s a tip. I noticed that in verse three your last two lines didn’t rhyme. So, as that’s the point at which people will notice that the verse doesn’t match the others – I’ve swapped the lines around. See what you think.