A man had something to seek
And he said, “Yes its fine”
For he was very weak
And he drank too much wine
He had to seek a map
And he met someone vile
When he was having a nap
Looking like he had run a mile
And then someone rang a bell
The vile man awoke
And the weak man fell
While the other man drank coke
And when he went for a nap
The other man got the map.
Bang Whoosh, flying so high
Boom, Screech and they are off
Round and round up
and down
They fly everywhere
That’s how fireworks are
As the night shock bonfire night
took place we celebrate
on November the 5th
We can’t resist it.
People get there fireworks
and shoot them with fun
The Phantom of the Night Sky wishes through the wind,
The sun would go,
He would take his place;
He would show his face.
The sunset begins.
The Phantom of the Night Sky is nearly in sight:
Just a few more hours to go.
Nearly ready.
Holding steady.
There is his moment…
The Phantom of the Night Sky dances around.
Everyone can see him.
Torches are turned on,
Some are there, some are gone.
The night is not bright.
The Phantom of the Night Sky stays in its place.
Very still to not disturb the night.
He will be blocked soon,
Like a caterpillar in a cocoon.
It may end soon.
The end has just come.
It is all dark;
He is not to be seen,
Not like he had been.
Midnight, it is.
The sun has risen.
People are waking up.
The Phantom of the Night Sky will not be in
their heads anymore;
Like they just closed a door.
Goodbye, night sky.
You are my pain curing,
You are my thoughts hearing,
You are my progress rising,
That’s why this soul of mine is good.
I am trying to be good,
Don’t worry I am like developing wood,
Your eye is only on me stood,
That’s why this soul of mine is good.
Whenever I am being scolded,
You are advising me to keep hold,
And not to lose hope on being scolded,
That’s why this soul of mine is good.
I am trying to do the best I could,
But you are behind me & walks to extent you should,
Without your help I am misunderstood,
That’s why this soul of mine is good.
You are that person who blessed me like a tactor,
You are my benefactor,
And don’t let me lose hope,
That’s why this soul of mine is good.
To score the highest marks,
And to get good remarks
You always advised me to do my best,
And after that take some time to rest,
That’s why this soul of mine is good.
Halloween is a time of fright
Trick-or-treating through the night.
Little kids in spooky stuff
Just a cape is not enough
But Halloween isn’t all fun,
it’s the right time for everyone
Witches curse, bewitch and shriek
Songs they yowl, but their voices creak
Ghosts, deathly pale in white
Their bodies are pale but their spirit is bright
Werewolves howl at the pearly moon
Their synchronized yelling cause a tune
Vampires tuck into steaks so rare
They’ve been waiting so long to step into the air
Zombies groan and moan and drag
their legs so much they slowly sag
So Halloween isn’t only for kids
It’s the time when monsters roam and live . . .
The coolest kid in school
was really good at maths
He could do lots of backflips
over an over again on the trampoline!
He lived in a mansion
He was cool.
Me and my friend are buddies.
We love to do huggies.
We will never break up
We will never separate