Poems

Night
Dark quiet, peaceful
The stars are bright…
It is very bright
Sunny, bright, loud
Day

There was a teacher called Mr Morris,
He said his class was the best,
Mrs Wintor did not agree,
They got in a fight,
The kids ran off and had free time,
The teachers did not even care.

day
bright, cheerful
yelling, cheering, playing
sunny and dark
resting, sleeping, lying
dark, quiet
night

School is fun,
When work is done,
We will have our fun,
When I hear the gun,
I start to run,
When the race is done,
I RUN, RUN ,RUN,
And… that’s my fun.

There was a girl named Katie,
She had a friend called Bettie,
They were so athletic,
But could not bet it,
They also had a friend called Jessie.

From the educated high school
To our majestic rooms
The playful oval were we play tiggy
but our playground is not that biggy

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat…

Ding Dong!
went the bell
while I was playing King Kong
“Coming!” I said
As I jumped off my bed
And ran to the door.
“What? Are you sure? There is a WAR?!”
Well, there must be SOMETHING I can do
But to be honest with you
I had no clue.
And that is why
I never saved the town
From devastation and despair
But then I woke up
At six o’clock
and realised
“It was all a dream!”