Rhythm & Rhyme
Poems
By 2A4
Rebecca Kerr
• The Eighth Decay
• Air of ice, and silence broken,
• Upon November’s air was
spoken,
• “Autumn, where did you go?
• Are you buried beneath the
snow?”
•
• Through the wood I drearily
wandered,
• And when I stopped, I wearily
wondered,
• “Where are the auburn leaves?
• That once flowed from the
trees?”
•
• And yet, echoes of the past
remained,
• Although, of course, through
memory strained,
• Now, adjourned with death and
rot,
• The eighth land which I had
near forgot.
•
• And those are the shoes we are
never to grow out of,
• The ones which will weigh us
down.
• And from our mouths, we
preach only true love,
• But, if trees could weep and
roses frown…
Emily Gough
• My dog Bailey
• As I wake up from my alarm
• I stop and see something that looks like a rug
• I wait a minute and see if it could do any harm
• And then I realise it’s just my dug
•
• I get up and wash my face and leave Bailey in her place
• I take about five minutes in fact
• When I get back I find Bailey in my space
• And I think to myself why the heck did she do that?
•
• After we get down stairs I get ready to take her out for a walk
• She yawns, stretches and plods along
• She looks at me and jumps and then I say do you want me to throw a rock?
• I put on her jacket and lead and say right Bailey come on!
•
• When we get our walk I dry her off
• After that I put out her food but it smells so bad it makes me want to gag
• And sometime she does this funny backwards cough
• Lamb, chicken or beef who knows what’s in that bag?
•
• Sometimes Bailey makes me laugh
• But I really hate giving her a bath
• Don’t get me started on her farts
• They could make the red sea part
•
• By Emily Gough
Rachel Boyce
• My Dog by Rachel Boyce
• I see a tail wagging and hear some barking
• I see those big floppy ears
• As the sky is darkening
• And the moonlight appears
•
• As we walk and we play
• I feed her at dinner time
• We could do this all day
• I hear her collar chime
•
• I play with her all day long
• I love to take her on walks
• But she is so strong
• Then I go home and talk
•
• I hate the squeaky toys
• Those muddy paw prints in the house
• She growls at the boys
• I wish she was as quiet as a mouse
• I feel safe when she is here
•
• She makes me feel happy
• She is always near
• But when the postman appears she is yappy
•
•
Andrew Heron
• My room
• My room is very small
• I have toy piled up against the
wall
• I have a little swing
• Where I like to do my own thing
• I like to relax on my bed
• With music flowing through my
head
• But when the heating is on
• I’m sweating to my haun
• In my room I play my game
• But sometimes it get pretty
lame
• When my family comes round
• We spend a little pound
• In my room I feel relaxed and
warm
• Until my family comes in like a
swarm
• I like the peace and quiet
• But when my family comes in it
sounds like a riot
Gail Proctor
• My Garden
• As I sit in the summer breeze ,
And see the trees sway side to side
I sit there and look at the buzzing bees,
Then suddenly I am full of pride.
• I look around for something to draw,
Hopefully I can look at the scenery for
inspiration.
Then all of a sudden all I saw ,
Was a famous painting which took a lot of
concentration.
• I hate it when the wind blows things away ,
I think about what I should do ,
Why can’t all the things just stay ,
So I think it all through .
• During the summer I admire the scenery:
The flowers blooming and the bright
sunshine
And the sun shining on the greenery;
I like to think of the garden as just mine.
Craig Bias
My Dog Jack
• My dog has black and curly hair.
• With a white patch on his chest.
• When he stands up he looks like a bear
• My dogs’ ears are the best.
• I like to take him out for walks.
• And also have to feed him.
• I’m teaching him how to talk.
• When we got him we called him Tim
• When winter comes we play in the snow.
• I like it when we play.
• We have so much fun we don’t want the
snow to go!
• I play with him everyday!
• I hate it when he pulls the lead.
• I hate it when he barks.
• I hate it when he plays deid.
I hate the muddy marks.
Zoe Moir
• A rainy day
• Rain smashing down the garden wall
• While the kids outside splash about
• You can sometimes hear the birds call
• But I would never go out
•
• Staying in bed with lots of food
• Rainy days are family days for me
• Cosy days are always good
• And having pizza for our tea
•
• Rain, always leaves mud behind
• And from time to time it gets boring
• But staying indoors lets me clear my mind
• And always ends in me snoring
•
• Bored…as the day goes on
• Not moving out of bed all day
• Listening to repeated songs
• Wishing it was a sunny day in May…
Zoe Darroch
• My Cat
My cat is soft and fluffy
• Hopefully not covered in fleas!
• My cat is a bit chubby
• And his favourite food is cheese.
•
• He stays inside all of the time
• So uses a litter tray
• He also really loves to climb
• And anything to do with play.
•
• I choose his name: Socks.
• I enjoy listening to him purr
• He likes hiding in a box
• And when I pat his fur.
• I dislike it when he makes people sneeze
• Which he always seems to do.
• I hate his smelly litter tray,
• Oh I wish he could use the loo!
•
• I am pleased we got him,
• He makes me feel glad.
• Socks may be a little dim
• But at least he is never sad.
Libbi Lonsdale
• My Dogs
• As my dogs long tongues hang
• I get them water before they die,
• When the gate lock bangs
• Their huge soft paws go running by.
•
• Their nose is wet and scrubby
• Their ears hang rather low,
• They always bring back the stick back
• No matter how far you throw.
•
• They like to play
• But hate getting wet,
• In the morning they lay
• Looking forward to the next walk, I bet.
• I love my dogs with all my heart
• I think they love me too,
• They make me feel so happy to start
• My day when I feel blue!
•
Amy Coutts
• Rainy Days
• Wind blows wild, rain clouds pass
• Outside I see the swaying grass
• My wellies are covered in nothing
but mud
• It’s so cold not one flower has a
bud
• The raindrops fall hard and fast
• Off the ground the droplets crash
• If I go outside I’ll need a hood
• The darkness puts me in a bad
mood
• Watching movies is good for a day
• Though it’d be boring if it was
always that way
• I stay inside to keep warm and dry
• I look out the window as the rain
drops fly
• I hate going outside when it pours
• Jackets dripping water all over the
floors
• Being soaking wet makes me freeze
• Especially when there’s a really
cold breeze
• A sunny day would be the best
• It could beat all the rainy rest
• I wish it would return to summer
• The rain is really quite a bummer
Emily Thomson
• My Dog
• My dog’s fur is very fluffy
• My dog’s eyes are big and brown
• My dog’s ears are very floppy
• and I never see her frown
•
• She likes to play with all her toys
• and go out for lots of walking
• She’ll sometimes make a lot of noise
• and all I hear is her talking
•
• She gives me lots of hugs
• and I think it’s very sweet
• They’re better than any hugs from pugs
• and I make sure to give her lots of
treats
• Although she can stink
• and be really smelly
• She won’t stop to think
• and still jumps on me while I’m
watching telly
•
She makes me feel loved and happy
• I really am lucky
• Even though she can be sassy
• She is very plucky.
Blair Marshall
• THE GARDEN
• The washing whirls in the wind
• And the leaves blow off the trees
• The birds fly as they please
• The wind chimes chime in the gentle
breeze
•
• Sometimes I sit and wonder
• About how the stars make a picture
• Sometimes I hear a quiet rumble of
thunder
• The garden is a place I love to go
• It is peaceful when the breezes blow
• It is so beautiful when the snow falls
• It forms a little piece of heaven
•
• In the garden I feel happy
• My garden is now my favourite place
• This is when I feel the best
• Most of the time I am at rest
Lewis MacGregor
• My Garden
• I see my dogs running around
• They must be happy to be out
• Especially now that I’m about
• I’m happy I don’t need to shout
•
• I like to work and play
• When the weather is nice
• I sometimes play with clay
• And sometimes have some ice
•
•
• I like to sit and see
• All the cars go by
• I like it when it’s just me
•
• It smells of mud and leaves
• I walk in some puddles
• When the water is to my knees
• After I hope I get a cuddle
•
• I like it when I can relax
• After a long hard day
• And eat some snacks
• And then I will go and play
Adam Watson
• School.
•
• The day begins with frosted flakes.
• With breakfast, spoons and clothes.
• As slowly, all the folks awake
• For the place that knowledge grows.
•
• It’s cold out in this dreary place.
• Some may wish to be off.
• They prey to be upon the sand,
• Yet parents merely scoff.
•
• As the bell rings when the clock hits
nine.
• The people flee to registration.
• Some kids here may feel just fine,
• Others feel degradation.
• The nostalgic smells I sniff in here,
• Like pencil lead and chalk.
• Sometimes, that smell fills me with
cheer,
• But now, the halls I walk.
•
• Eventually though, the day must end.
• That thought disheartens me.
• Another day, this world shall send.
• It may be good. We’ll see.
Eve Wilson
One Snowy Day.
• On a cold winters night.
• The light white snow falls
• And as the snow falls the Robin calls
• As we drink our hot chocolate we begin
to feel dozy
• We soon fall asleep in our jumpers so
cosy
• When the cold morning comes
• The birds start to Hum
• And my boots against the crunching
snow
• Make them go
• As the snow turns to slush
• My voice is drawn to a sudden hush
• All the snowmen start to melt
• And the snow now looks like a blanket
of felt
• The coldness and the snow has gone
• And now the rain is back on.
Leah Ross
• Summer Day
• The sun is shining in the sky
• The birds are singing way up
high
• Children playing in the street
• No socks or shoes upon their
feet
•
• Summer time is finally here
• The longer days are drawing
near
• Lighter nights mean much more
fun
• Life is better in the sun
• Sitting in my chair
• Winds blowing in my hair
• Sun cream in my eye
• Not a cloud in the sky
•
• But wait a minute, what is that?
• A drop runs off my new sun hat
• Don’t want to move: oh what a
pain!
• Here it comes, the blooming
rain.
Thomas McCourt
• My Cat
• My cat is small and skinny.
• He is so very funny.
• My cat loves to sit and call.
• He’s like a bunny.
•
• He is occasionally boring.
• I love him to bits and bits.
• He’s usually snoring.
• All he does is sit and sit.
•
• My cat used to always play.
• Kassy’s very lazy.
• Now all he wants to do is sit and lay.
• I think he’s gone crazy.
• He is the funniest thing I know.
• I love to see Kassy.
• I’d hate it to see him go.
• He’s pretty sassy.
•
• I feel he’s aging.
• His favourite food has to be butter.
• He’s slowly not engaging.
• When you see him you’d think he’s a
nutter`.
Reece McAneny
• Night Time In The City
• The night is covering the hills one at a time,
• Until there is no light that fills the sky,
• The sound of Owls echoes in the air,
• People wearing hoods like cowls roam the street,
• The raindrops fall from the sky,
• I sleep as I listen to the drips on my window.
•
• Sunny Day In The Garden
– It is a sunny day,
• The garden is filled with joy,
• The bunny is hopping around,
• Children are thrilled with happiness,
• THE BIRDS FLY HIGH IN THE SKY,
• Dogs bark loudly,
• A Sky filled with clouds,
• And the park is filled with sounds of rejoicing.
•
• The Room At Night
A room filled with shadows,
• The sound of crows ringing in the air,
• A sense of fear in the room,
• No presence of cheer,
• As the sleep begins to draw nigh,
• As they pry into the minds of the one resting begin to wake.
Lisa Milroy
• Charlie
• In the mornings, he barks like mad
• He is playful and never usually bad
• He is cute, small, black and white
• He is quite nosey and very bright
•
• I usually take him out to play
• I tell him to bark, sit and stay
• When we’re out, I throw his ball
• He comes back to me when I call
•
• He sniffs about at every tree
• When I run, he chases me
• He doesn’t stop wagging his tail
• In sun, in rain or even in hail
•
• I hate it when he jumps in puddles
• Then comes to me for cuddles
• He barks and barks all through the
night
• And there’s not even a postie in sight
•
• I love him with all my heart and soul
• To be his best friend is my only goal
• So little Charlie is my best ever friend
• He will be with me till the end
Luke McPherson
• My Bedroom
• While I am watching TV
• My brother is annoying me
• Finally he gets out
• What is he all about?
•
• When I am going to sleep
• I don’t want to hear a peep
• I am dreaming of going to Spain
• But I am just a teenage wean
•
• I am now lying in bed
• I now get up to get fed
• I have some breakfast
• That has now past
Ian Gilliland
• The Garden
• In my garden I can see
• Muddy puddles up to my knee
• I hear the birds sing in the trees
• As the washing line spins in the
breeze
•
• I like to relax play and shout
• I love it when the birds come out
• But sadly they all have to go
when it starts to snow
•
• I hate it when it rains
• Cause all the mud comes out
• It splashes in the lanes
• And makes me scream and shout
•
• Sometimes I hear the birdies
tweet
• Sometimes it is annoying
Sometimes IT IS SWEET
• SOMETIMES I PLAY WITH A BALL
AT MY FEET
• SOMETIMES I WIN, SOMETIMES I
ADMIT DEFEAT
Luke Russell
• Max
• My dog’s name is Max,
and he loves to relax.
He loves lying down
and running around the town.
•
• I give him lots of treats,
and walk him around the
streets.
I love giving him pets,
and he hates going to the vets.
•
• Although he’s very loyal,
we treat him like he’s royal.
He likes getting cuddles,
and jumping in big puddles.
•
• He lays in awkward places,
sometimes makes funny faces.
He’s scared of big balloons,
and hides in the bathroom.
•
• He makes me very happy,
His reactions are very snappy.
He's very cute for sure,
He makes me feel secure.
Hollye Haggerty
• My Garden
• I love it when the rabbits come,
• They look like they’re having loads of fun,
• Hopping, jumping, bouncing around,
• It seems like they never touch the ground.
•
• When I am bored I go for a wander,
• Sitting by the summerhouse with no distractions I ponder.
• What flowers and plants will look their best,
• What little birds will cheep from their nest.
•
• In bad weather the leaves from the trees fall,
• Leaving an empty space, abandoned tools and an old football.
• The smell of dampness fills the cold winter air,
• The whole garden suddenly looks very bare.
•
• Then summer comes, the new bulbs have all grown
• The grass is thick and green, waiting to be mown.
• I love it best when the sun comes out the play,
• And I can look at the pretty flowers in their natural display.
Jack Clow
• On a Nice Summer’s Day
• The grass is green,
• Everyone is out to play,
• Not a raindrop to be seen,
• On a nice summer’s day.
•
• The sun is out and shining,
• Only get this in May,
• Old and young laughing and
smiling,
• On a nice summer’s day.
•
• Twisting and turning
through the meadow,
• It is that delightful I don’t
know what to say,
• Bright blue and beautiful
minnow,
• On a nice summer’s day.
•
• A good day for a campfire,
• A lovely place to stay,
• A nice wee sing-song,
• On a nice summer’s day.
Mr Burns
• In My Garden
• My garden smells of mud and leaves
• I have to wear my wellies
• The kids go splashing as they please
• Get wet up to their bellies.
•
• I love to sit and sip and read
• I hate to hing oot washin’
• I sometimes watch a squirrel feed
• And hear the magpies clashing.
•
• When spring arrives the birds return
• To cheer us with their song
• In summer I can easily burn
• When sunbathing too long.
•
• But, when the garden’s full of weans
• Up trees, on trampolines
• They make a noise like rushing trains
• To mar my peace serene.
•
• Yet, mostly am I at my ease
• When I have time to spare
• I doze off in the gentle breeze
• And dream without a care.

Rhythm & rhyme

  • 1.
  • 2.
    Rebecca Kerr • TheEighth Decay • Air of ice, and silence broken, • Upon November’s air was spoken, • “Autumn, where did you go? • Are you buried beneath the snow?” • • Through the wood I drearily wandered, • And when I stopped, I wearily wondered, • “Where are the auburn leaves? • That once flowed from the trees?” • • And yet, echoes of the past remained, • Although, of course, through memory strained, • Now, adjourned with death and rot, • The eighth land which I had near forgot. • • And those are the shoes we are never to grow out of, • The ones which will weigh us down. • And from our mouths, we preach only true love, • But, if trees could weep and roses frown…
  • 3.
    Emily Gough • Mydog Bailey • As I wake up from my alarm • I stop and see something that looks like a rug • I wait a minute and see if it could do any harm • And then I realise it’s just my dug • • I get up and wash my face and leave Bailey in her place • I take about five minutes in fact • When I get back I find Bailey in my space • And I think to myself why the heck did she do that? • • After we get down stairs I get ready to take her out for a walk • She yawns, stretches and plods along • She looks at me and jumps and then I say do you want me to throw a rock? • I put on her jacket and lead and say right Bailey come on! • • When we get our walk I dry her off • After that I put out her food but it smells so bad it makes me want to gag • And sometime she does this funny backwards cough • Lamb, chicken or beef who knows what’s in that bag? • • Sometimes Bailey makes me laugh • But I really hate giving her a bath • Don’t get me started on her farts • They could make the red sea part • • By Emily Gough
  • 4.
    Rachel Boyce • MyDog by Rachel Boyce • I see a tail wagging and hear some barking • I see those big floppy ears • As the sky is darkening • And the moonlight appears • • As we walk and we play • I feed her at dinner time • We could do this all day • I hear her collar chime • • I play with her all day long • I love to take her on walks • But she is so strong • Then I go home and talk • • I hate the squeaky toys • Those muddy paw prints in the house • She growls at the boys • I wish she was as quiet as a mouse • I feel safe when she is here • • She makes me feel happy • She is always near • But when the postman appears she is yappy • •
  • 5.
    Andrew Heron • Myroom • My room is very small • I have toy piled up against the wall • I have a little swing • Where I like to do my own thing • I like to relax on my bed • With music flowing through my head • But when the heating is on • I’m sweating to my haun • In my room I play my game • But sometimes it get pretty lame • When my family comes round • We spend a little pound • In my room I feel relaxed and warm • Until my family comes in like a swarm • I like the peace and quiet • But when my family comes in it sounds like a riot
  • 6.
    Gail Proctor • MyGarden • As I sit in the summer breeze , And see the trees sway side to side I sit there and look at the buzzing bees, Then suddenly I am full of pride. • I look around for something to draw, Hopefully I can look at the scenery for inspiration. Then all of a sudden all I saw , Was a famous painting which took a lot of concentration. • I hate it when the wind blows things away , I think about what I should do , Why can’t all the things just stay , So I think it all through . • During the summer I admire the scenery: The flowers blooming and the bright sunshine And the sun shining on the greenery; I like to think of the garden as just mine.
  • 7.
    Craig Bias My DogJack • My dog has black and curly hair. • With a white patch on his chest. • When he stands up he looks like a bear • My dogs’ ears are the best. • I like to take him out for walks. • And also have to feed him. • I’m teaching him how to talk. • When we got him we called him Tim • When winter comes we play in the snow. • I like it when we play. • We have so much fun we don’t want the snow to go! • I play with him everyday! • I hate it when he pulls the lead. • I hate it when he barks. • I hate it when he plays deid. I hate the muddy marks.
  • 8.
    Zoe Moir • Arainy day • Rain smashing down the garden wall • While the kids outside splash about • You can sometimes hear the birds call • But I would never go out • • Staying in bed with lots of food • Rainy days are family days for me • Cosy days are always good • And having pizza for our tea • • Rain, always leaves mud behind • And from time to time it gets boring • But staying indoors lets me clear my mind • And always ends in me snoring • • Bored…as the day goes on • Not moving out of bed all day • Listening to repeated songs • Wishing it was a sunny day in May…
  • 9.
    Zoe Darroch • MyCat My cat is soft and fluffy • Hopefully not covered in fleas! • My cat is a bit chubby • And his favourite food is cheese. • • He stays inside all of the time • So uses a litter tray • He also really loves to climb • And anything to do with play. • • I choose his name: Socks. • I enjoy listening to him purr • He likes hiding in a box • And when I pat his fur. • I dislike it when he makes people sneeze • Which he always seems to do. • I hate his smelly litter tray, • Oh I wish he could use the loo! • • I am pleased we got him, • He makes me feel glad. • Socks may be a little dim • But at least he is never sad.
  • 10.
    Libbi Lonsdale • MyDogs • As my dogs long tongues hang • I get them water before they die, • When the gate lock bangs • Their huge soft paws go running by. • • Their nose is wet and scrubby • Their ears hang rather low, • They always bring back the stick back • No matter how far you throw. • • They like to play • But hate getting wet, • In the morning they lay • Looking forward to the next walk, I bet. • I love my dogs with all my heart • I think they love me too, • They make me feel so happy to start • My day when I feel blue! •
  • 11.
    Amy Coutts • RainyDays • Wind blows wild, rain clouds pass • Outside I see the swaying grass • My wellies are covered in nothing but mud • It’s so cold not one flower has a bud • The raindrops fall hard and fast • Off the ground the droplets crash • If I go outside I’ll need a hood • The darkness puts me in a bad mood • Watching movies is good for a day • Though it’d be boring if it was always that way • I stay inside to keep warm and dry • I look out the window as the rain drops fly • I hate going outside when it pours • Jackets dripping water all over the floors • Being soaking wet makes me freeze • Especially when there’s a really cold breeze • A sunny day would be the best • It could beat all the rainy rest • I wish it would return to summer • The rain is really quite a bummer
  • 12.
    Emily Thomson • MyDog • My dog’s fur is very fluffy • My dog’s eyes are big and brown • My dog’s ears are very floppy • and I never see her frown • • She likes to play with all her toys • and go out for lots of walking • She’ll sometimes make a lot of noise • and all I hear is her talking • • She gives me lots of hugs • and I think it’s very sweet • They’re better than any hugs from pugs • and I make sure to give her lots of treats • Although she can stink • and be really smelly • She won’t stop to think • and still jumps on me while I’m watching telly • She makes me feel loved and happy • I really am lucky • Even though she can be sassy • She is very plucky.
  • 13.
    Blair Marshall • THEGARDEN • The washing whirls in the wind • And the leaves blow off the trees • The birds fly as they please • The wind chimes chime in the gentle breeze • • Sometimes I sit and wonder • About how the stars make a picture • Sometimes I hear a quiet rumble of thunder • The garden is a place I love to go • It is peaceful when the breezes blow • It is so beautiful when the snow falls • It forms a little piece of heaven • • In the garden I feel happy • My garden is now my favourite place • This is when I feel the best • Most of the time I am at rest
  • 14.
    Lewis MacGregor • MyGarden • I see my dogs running around • They must be happy to be out • Especially now that I’m about • I’m happy I don’t need to shout • • I like to work and play • When the weather is nice • I sometimes play with clay • And sometimes have some ice • • • I like to sit and see • All the cars go by • I like it when it’s just me • • It smells of mud and leaves • I walk in some puddles • When the water is to my knees • After I hope I get a cuddle • • I like it when I can relax • After a long hard day • And eat some snacks • And then I will go and play
  • 15.
    Adam Watson • School. • •The day begins with frosted flakes. • With breakfast, spoons and clothes. • As slowly, all the folks awake • For the place that knowledge grows. • • It’s cold out in this dreary place. • Some may wish to be off. • They prey to be upon the sand, • Yet parents merely scoff. • • As the bell rings when the clock hits nine. • The people flee to registration. • Some kids here may feel just fine, • Others feel degradation. • The nostalgic smells I sniff in here, • Like pencil lead and chalk. • Sometimes, that smell fills me with cheer, • But now, the halls I walk. • • Eventually though, the day must end. • That thought disheartens me. • Another day, this world shall send. • It may be good. We’ll see.
  • 16.
    Eve Wilson One SnowyDay. • On a cold winters night. • The light white snow falls • And as the snow falls the Robin calls • As we drink our hot chocolate we begin to feel dozy • We soon fall asleep in our jumpers so cosy • When the cold morning comes • The birds start to Hum • And my boots against the crunching snow • Make them go • As the snow turns to slush • My voice is drawn to a sudden hush • All the snowmen start to melt • And the snow now looks like a blanket of felt • The coldness and the snow has gone • And now the rain is back on.
  • 17.
    Leah Ross • SummerDay • The sun is shining in the sky • The birds are singing way up high • Children playing in the street • No socks or shoes upon their feet • • Summer time is finally here • The longer days are drawing near • Lighter nights mean much more fun • Life is better in the sun • Sitting in my chair • Winds blowing in my hair • Sun cream in my eye • Not a cloud in the sky • • But wait a minute, what is that? • A drop runs off my new sun hat • Don’t want to move: oh what a pain! • Here it comes, the blooming rain.
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    Thomas McCourt • MyCat • My cat is small and skinny. • He is so very funny. • My cat loves to sit and call. • He’s like a bunny. • • He is occasionally boring. • I love him to bits and bits. • He’s usually snoring. • All he does is sit and sit. • • My cat used to always play. • Kassy’s very lazy. • Now all he wants to do is sit and lay. • I think he’s gone crazy. • He is the funniest thing I know. • I love to see Kassy. • I’d hate it to see him go. • He’s pretty sassy. • • I feel he’s aging. • His favourite food has to be butter. • He’s slowly not engaging. • When you see him you’d think he’s a nutter`.
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    Reece McAneny • NightTime In The City • The night is covering the hills one at a time, • Until there is no light that fills the sky, • The sound of Owls echoes in the air, • People wearing hoods like cowls roam the street, • The raindrops fall from the sky, • I sleep as I listen to the drips on my window. • • Sunny Day In The Garden – It is a sunny day, • The garden is filled with joy, • The bunny is hopping around, • Children are thrilled with happiness, • THE BIRDS FLY HIGH IN THE SKY, • Dogs bark loudly, • A Sky filled with clouds, • And the park is filled with sounds of rejoicing. • • The Room At Night A room filled with shadows, • The sound of crows ringing in the air, • A sense of fear in the room, • No presence of cheer, • As the sleep begins to draw nigh, • As they pry into the minds of the one resting begin to wake.
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    Lisa Milroy • Charlie •In the mornings, he barks like mad • He is playful and never usually bad • He is cute, small, black and white • He is quite nosey and very bright • • I usually take him out to play • I tell him to bark, sit and stay • When we’re out, I throw his ball • He comes back to me when I call • • He sniffs about at every tree • When I run, he chases me • He doesn’t stop wagging his tail • In sun, in rain or even in hail • • I hate it when he jumps in puddles • Then comes to me for cuddles • He barks and barks all through the night • And there’s not even a postie in sight • • I love him with all my heart and soul • To be his best friend is my only goal • So little Charlie is my best ever friend • He will be with me till the end
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    Luke McPherson • MyBedroom • While I am watching TV • My brother is annoying me • Finally he gets out • What is he all about? • • When I am going to sleep • I don’t want to hear a peep • I am dreaming of going to Spain • But I am just a teenage wean • • I am now lying in bed • I now get up to get fed • I have some breakfast • That has now past
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    Ian Gilliland • TheGarden • In my garden I can see • Muddy puddles up to my knee • I hear the birds sing in the trees • As the washing line spins in the breeze • • I like to relax play and shout • I love it when the birds come out • But sadly they all have to go when it starts to snow • • I hate it when it rains • Cause all the mud comes out • It splashes in the lanes • And makes me scream and shout • • Sometimes I hear the birdies tweet • Sometimes it is annoying Sometimes IT IS SWEET • SOMETIMES I PLAY WITH A BALL AT MY FEET • SOMETIMES I WIN, SOMETIMES I ADMIT DEFEAT
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    Luke Russell • Max •My dog’s name is Max, and he loves to relax. He loves lying down and running around the town. • • I give him lots of treats, and walk him around the streets. I love giving him pets, and he hates going to the vets. • • Although he’s very loyal, we treat him like he’s royal. He likes getting cuddles, and jumping in big puddles. • • He lays in awkward places, sometimes makes funny faces. He’s scared of big balloons, and hides in the bathroom. • • He makes me very happy, His reactions are very snappy. He's very cute for sure, He makes me feel secure.
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    Hollye Haggerty • MyGarden • I love it when the rabbits come, • They look like they’re having loads of fun, • Hopping, jumping, bouncing around, • It seems like they never touch the ground. • • When I am bored I go for a wander, • Sitting by the summerhouse with no distractions I ponder. • What flowers and plants will look their best, • What little birds will cheep from their nest. • • In bad weather the leaves from the trees fall, • Leaving an empty space, abandoned tools and an old football. • The smell of dampness fills the cold winter air, • The whole garden suddenly looks very bare. • • Then summer comes, the new bulbs have all grown • The grass is thick and green, waiting to be mown. • I love it best when the sun comes out the play, • And I can look at the pretty flowers in their natural display.
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    Jack Clow • Ona Nice Summer’s Day • The grass is green, • Everyone is out to play, • Not a raindrop to be seen, • On a nice summer’s day. • • The sun is out and shining, • Only get this in May, • Old and young laughing and smiling, • On a nice summer’s day. • • Twisting and turning through the meadow, • It is that delightful I don’t know what to say, • Bright blue and beautiful minnow, • On a nice summer’s day. • • A good day for a campfire, • A lovely place to stay, • A nice wee sing-song, • On a nice summer’s day.
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    Mr Burns • InMy Garden • My garden smells of mud and leaves • I have to wear my wellies • The kids go splashing as they please • Get wet up to their bellies. • • I love to sit and sip and read • I hate to hing oot washin’ • I sometimes watch a squirrel feed • And hear the magpies clashing. • • When spring arrives the birds return • To cheer us with their song • In summer I can easily burn • When sunbathing too long. • • But, when the garden’s full of weans • Up trees, on trampolines • They make a noise like rushing trains • To mar my peace serene. • • Yet, mostly am I at my ease • When I have time to spare • I doze off in the gentle breeze • And dream without a care.