Poems

Giraffes are tall
But some of them call

They have great spots
And they can do lots

They have small eyes
To whack away flies
They have long tails to whack away snails

You seem to have forgotten to include the poem, Lydia. Send it again.

Seeing your face again
I get this huge lump in my throat
A chance that we might never meet again
Is enough to shatter me
And although in front of you
I try to act strong
Inside I am struggling
My brain tells me to let it go
For the more time I spend with you
The stronger the pain will be
But my heart does not want to stop
It does not want to move on
It does not want to let go
And with a huge smile plastered on my face
I look at you
And I cannot bring myself to say goodbye

Errrrrr…. EAT MEEEEEEE,
THE BEE STUNG MEEEE,
TO MAKE HONEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
I’M HUNGRRYYYYYYYY,
EEEEAAAATTTT MMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Did I really have to do that?!
Lol!
Oooh, I like licking the butter you always splash on me!
End!

Thou who planted the forest
are loved with tender care
thou is great
or we would be dead
thanks to all thou
who earned my trust
for this is not an orchard but a forest

Salty scenter,
Lip licker,
Microwave jumper,
Paper scruncher,
In your face flicker,
Cinema snacker,
WHAT AM I?

popcorn

Names,
They are like flavoured candy canes,
They come in different types,
And can be turned into hypes.

Names,
Some people are called James,
And even a river,
Is called Thames.

Names,
Their meaning can be aims,
There is a need to worry,
When in your hand you don’t have a McFLURRY

TA DA