Poems

So right now
I’ll tell you the story of my life
This is basically my life
So relax sit back and enjoy

First day of the term
This time I’ll get first
I’ll rise and shine
And become best from the worst

First week
Okay… this is getting tough
This year as usual
Is going to be really rough

Seeing the syllabus for Half yearly
Oh my gosh this is so tough
I can’t get good marks
It’s just too rough

During half yearly
Seriously, is my every question going to be wrong
These answers are too tough
They are just too long

After Half yearly
Oh my gosh, I’m never touching a book again
If I do then
They’ll just eat up my brain

Two weeks after Half yearly
Aha, this is life, no books
I’m never seeing a book again
They have too bad of looks

Seeing the finals syllabus
Oh my gosh, how am I going to pass?
I’m going to do badly
And get horrible marks

During Finals studies
These exams are going to take really long
And probably
I’ll get most questions wrong

During Finals
No way, these questions aren’t for a ten year old
The ones who can do them, well…
THEY’RE WORTH THEIR WEIGHT IN GOLD

After Finals
This is the finest time of the year
All those studies are too much
Too much for ME to bear

After seeing my report card
Oh no, this has gone off plan
This is too much
Too much for a man

But at least I passed
And next time I’ll be first
I’ll rise and shine
Get the best from the worst…

Okay, so today I’ll make a gingerbread house
I want it to be pure chocolate and very sweet
And I want it to be purely edible
And if anyone wants they can eat

I want to have chocolate walls
Vanilla toppings and chocolate chips
I also want a gingerbread man to be there
I’ll make his face to hips

I’ll make blueberry borders
And get water for windows
I’ll make a tie for the gingerbread man
And a small strawberry bow

I’ll have tiny chairs and tables
Made of sweet bread
I’ll also get a nice TV
And a big bunk bed

After making it all up and while doing the finishing touches
I made a tiny mistake
And the whole gingerbread house toppled over
Which I’m not going to remake

I have a set of magic crayons
From which I can draw anything
From a small crab to
A beautiful pair of wings

I can draw the rainbow
I can make another Sun
I can even make pizza
Or something smaller like a bun

I can make beautiful candles
I can make dogs and cats
I can make dresses and shoes
And bangles and hats

I can re-make the Universe
Or re-create the Earth if I want
Or stick to making sushi
Or better, a free restaurant

I can make ice creams
I can make nuts
I can make flats
Or small huts

I can make whatever I want
But as I want nothing…
You’ll never see the magic
Of my imaginary magic crayons!!!

I love your books

by Lily

In my dreams, in Codie’s Wonderland
where the sea is purple
and such things as bright green sand
is possible
in Codie’s Wonderland

In my dreams, in Codie’s Wonderland
I was a magical mermaid
my hair was purple with shades of blue
with shell clips and sparkling glazy green eyes

In my dreams in Codie’s Wonderland
I was half human; half mermaid
with long shiny wavy hair
and shiny, slippery, sparkling fins
that glowed

In my dreams, in Codie’s Wonderland
I sit on rocks singing
flapping my sparkling tail
and making new sea friends.

In my dreams, in Codie’s Wonderland
I swim and swim through the purple open ocean
swimming and splashing
with dolphins, fish and whales

In my dreams, in Codie’s Wonderland
I wonder
is there such a magical magical place?

Zig Zags
Don’t have tags
Zig Zags
Don’t have bags
Zig Zags
Do little tiny wags
Zig Zags
Do have mags.

This day is all
about love
It’s a true story
about a dove
This day is all
about pink
The true story is…
…I’ll give you a wink

Make a cake,
Fighting for survival,
Make a cake

I was in the dark
All you need is so milk and sugar cane,
one egg some wheat.

Make a CAKE!!!!!!!!!!

Pancakes

Are

Nicely

Cooked

And

Kings

Enjoy

Some pancakes