Poems

I think I’m starting to gloat,
About my Dad’s new, shiny boat.
We went for a ride,
My sister had to decide,
To crash his new, shiny boat.

I’m Bob…
I eat corn cobs
I sat on a log
I fell in a bog
I’m poor old Bob

There once was a boy named Lane
He liked to be a pain
He fell off a chair
Because of a bear
And went to hide in a drain

There once was a girl called Kate,
Who ate her mother’s plates.
She really was crazy
But at least she wasn’t lazy.
Oh that silly girl called Kate.

There once was a boy called Troy
He was a funny boy
He likes us to play sports
And he wears very short shorts

You’ve nurtured us since we first walked.
You were there when we started to talk
We waited till from work you came,
And then we’d play our favourite game!
You brought us up like gentlemen,
From when we could first count to ten.
Our love for you shall never cease,
Although your jokes we’ll always tease

Chocolate
Vanilla
Strawberry too
All flavours of ice cream
You can like too
Happy days are
Ice cream days
When you can enjoy ice cream.

Happy teachers
Sad teachers
Crazy teachers
Mad teachers
Who cares what kind of teacher you are?
At least you can have some fun

People are tall
Some are small
Does not matter
How you are
I bet you look cool
You should be happy
Even if you are a ghoul
☺

Smell the salt water,
White sand hot under my feet,
A gleaming pink shell.