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Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Mumbo Jumbo-Poem
Mumbo Jumbo is his name
He loves playing lots of games
And he really is my friend
So on him I can depend.
He's got two great big ears
And a trunk that really curves
So he can reach the trees
With such grace and ease.
But he doesn't go to school
As he's broken all the rules
He knocked down their big gates
And scared off all my mates.
He shocked my teacher white
Oh he gave her such a fright
When he sat down in a chair
She told the class "Beware!"
But I like Mumbo Jumbo
And he really doesn't grumble
As he's happy to be here
And I'll always want him near.
My elephant.
My Big Adventure-Poem
This morning when I woke
I decided that today
I would have a big adventure
Exactly where I lay.
So I pulled up the duvet
And dived underneath
It was dark and it was warm
There beneath my sheets.
I got out my torch
(As all explorers do!)
And crawled deep below
To where, I had no clue
And way down there
With my torch I did go
And I found something strange
Scratched my head, I didn't know...
...what it was I had found
Way down here all alone
It was soft, it was smooth
Could it be my dressing gown?
I'd lost that last week
I'd looked high, I'd looked low
But on my big adventure
I found it down below!
My Cousin Fred-Poem
He came, he saw, he trashed my room,
He pushed, he shoved, he broke a broom!
He sniffed, he snarled, I stood stock still,
He biffed, he bashed, my drink did spill!
He mumbled, he grumbled, he kicked my door,
He grunted, he groaned, he stamped on the floor!
He's evil, he's mean, but I like him this way,
It's funny when my cousin Fred comes to stay!
He's trouble, he's bad, but it works out for me,
His thrashing and bashing just fills me with glee!
As my mum and dad think that Fred's the bad egg,
So I can be naughty and blame him instead!
THE SUN-Poem
Don't you think the sun is bright?
I wonder where it goes at night?
Does it sleep or does it hide?
Or is the moon its other side?
Does it hide behind the hills?
Late at night as outside chills?
Do you think it needs to rest?
From all that warming it does best?
Could it even have a home?
Maybe in London or even in Rome?
Or does it just float around?
Moving slowly from town to town?
Yes, I think it must do that!
After all the earth's not flat.
So the sun goes round and round
Spreading sunshine on the ground!
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