God made Adam and Eve from dust,
So we tend to make love from lust.
I hope that our love won’t rust
But will always be based on trust.
People always tend to base their love on money,
Not knowing that money is the root cause of trouble,
You can’t find true joy and happiness from the world,
We can all get to the point of our dreams through hardwork.
In the rain
The river flows quickly,
A race of the waters.
In the rain,
Silver liquid droplets
Sparkle on the river,
Like a whole water constellation.
In the rain,
The river glows crystal clear,
Welcoming boats of all sizes.
Here I have a new dog
We’ll always go out for a jog
But what dog should I take?
It had better be able to skate
But not too tall
Not too small
Not too tiny
Not too winy
Not too fat
Never wears a hat
Maybe a poodle
Does it eat noodles?
I can’t pick
I feel sick
Maybe a Chihuahua
Would it like a papaya
Or maybe a Labrador
Please don’t shut the door
Not too furry
Not too scruffy
Not too cute
Definitely not in a suit
Let me ask you
Do they wear shoes?
I looked in my bedroom and there I saw
12 rappers
11 tiny toys
10 pink pillows
9 clammy covers
8 black boxes
7 tiny teddies
6 squishy sausages
5 chocolate bars
4 fake flames
3 flipping figures
2 pink pants
1 lime lolly
Oh bedroom, oh bedroom you’re so messy
Oh bedroom, oh bedroom leave me a pressie
Oh bedroom, oh bedroom you’re so classy
Oh bedroom, oh bedroom you’re so sassy
Oh bedroom, oh bedroom, oh bedroom
Let me be snazzy
Lovely little lady skips through the woods
Looking at all the blossom buds
In her basket are cakes and buns
Maybe lots, but surely not tons
Trekking through the forest on a stormy day
With a map to show her the way
Tip tap the rain starts to go
Putting on a watery show
Looking for her granny’s house
Trying to be as quiet as a mouse
Eating a Sunday roast goose
There’s a wolf on the loose
Legging it to granny’s place
As if it is a running race,
Entering the front door
He’s brought to a sight of gore,
Death is what he gets,
From the woodcutter as everyone bets!!
The forests are green and bushy
Trees covered in fruits
Wild flowers at every edge
Growing ferociously
The mountains are steep and rocky
Jagged and uneven
Littered with animals
The river is roaring in its bed
The lake is sparkling calmly
The bright blue sky has no sign of clouds
Everything seems to be lively
And yet sometimes
I can’t help but wonder
If our beloved Earth
Were a human
Her eyes are stormy blue
Like the sky
Her temper like thunder
Always ready to strike
Her lips rosy and beautiful
And the smile on them
Is ever so calm
Like a sparkling lake
Her face marble white
Like the quartz found underneath
Her hair dark as the mud
Long and wavy
As they constantly blow against the breeze
And a tiara on top of them
Made of colourful flowers
Shining as brightly as the Sun
A green dress
Woven by grass
Sleeves stripped by vines
Gloves made of leaves
Encrusted with jewels
Diamonds and emeralds
Which are found beneath the Earth
Heeled sandals wooden like a bark
She walks tenderly
For, while she is as soft as a cloud
A small essence of an
Erupting volcano is also within