Stars in the sky
Stars in the sea
Stars are everywhere
Even in my house
Even in the dustbin
Even on the wall
There’s starfishes as well
But best of all
There is stars in the…
SKY!
Chocolate cakes
Lemon cakes
Yum yum yum
Square cakes
Round cakes
Yum yum yum
Pink cakes
Red cakes
Yum yum yum
Big cakes
Small cakes
Yum yum yum
Iced cakes
Plain cakes
Yum yum yum
Tasty cakes
Delicious cakes
Yum yum yum
Rough cakes
Smooth cakes
Yum yum yum
Squishy cakes
Hard cakes
Yum yum yum
Birthday cakes
Christmas cakes
Yum yum yum
Spotty cakes
Stripey cakes
Yum yum yum
Cold cakes
Warm cakes
Yum yum yum
Summer cakes
Winter cakes
Yum yum yum
Expensive cakes
Cheap cakes
Yum yum yum
Homemade cakes
Bought cakes
Yum yum yum
Messy cakes
Tidy cakes
Yum yum yum
Wedding cakes
Easter cakes
Yum yum yum
Horrible cakes
Disgusting cakes
YUCK YUCK YUCK!
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who like writing
but they don’t see
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If you had an angel who would it be?
Well, we know who we have
Mrs Stone is our angel
who wears sweat perfume,
when she sings
the clouds bounce into outer space.
Some people find it easy to write
But not me
Ya see
With poetry you have no boundaries
You could be sailing over the sea
But I don’t like poetry
And poetry doesn’t like me
Poetry might make you feel happy
But not me
When I write poetry
It feels like all the ideas get washed outta me
I think poetry is boring
Some people disagree
But that’s what I see
And I write this to make you see
Poetry just ain’t for me!
I love dancing,
I love prancing.
I like jelly,
I like the telly.
I hate the sand,
but I love the land!
I prepared a time machine,
It is the colour green,
So, I ride to the future,
But it was a complete disaster.
Instead of going to the future,
It went to the past,
My head started to stir,
300 BC I surpassed.
Now 270 BC I surpassed,
It was pollution free,
I was happy,
I parked my time machine and drank my coffee.
Where am I?
I found myself in palace,
There was a guy.
Who was dressed in an ancient way?
He was the great emperor Ashoka
He gave me fruits,
There were mangoes and oranges and sapotas,
And gave me an ancient suit.
I wrote an account,
On an elephant he made me mount,
And I came back to the place where I parked the time machine,
It was grand and looked like a queen,
{The Indians decorated it}
And I came back in my time.
I sold the account,
For a discount,
And was given a prize,
And they called me “Wise”
Maybe after all, my disastrous trip,
Wasn’t a failure, was it?
my dream world is poetry,
music and books,
my dream world is animals,
love and happiness.
books can talk,
snails can walk,
words can have emotion.
I live in this world every night,
and daydream about it in the day,
but then two horrible words are uttered,
WAKE UP!
that ruins it every day
One day I saw some rats and a mouse
Running in the house
There were lions creating a mess
And they broke the most precious thing I posses
They were all running here and there
Cats and dogs were everywhere
They were breaking and eating everything they could find
I thought they had lost their mind
They went running here and there
Coming in was a bear
He ate and ate
I thought, “He thinks my furniture is great.”
Soon I got out of my house and let the animals live in
And that is the reason I am living in a dirty old inn!