Girl

by Maddison aged 9

There is a little girl,
She doesn’t know who she is.
Who loves fruity mint swirl,
Also likes things that fizz.

She’s never met her mum,
She’s is danger.
When she’s bored she hums,
She was born in a rough manger.

Nobody can save her
Who is she?

The Poetry Zone

Have Your Say! Leave a comment