Deadly School
It is the worst school in the world.
It’s on an old graveyard
and starts at six o’clock p.m,
and it hasn’t got a guard.
The head is a bossy ogre with ears
which have big spiky points.
If you are late then you get hanged
and get whipped on your joints.
For lunch you get mice pudding,
if you don’t eat it all
you get forced to do more homework,
and locked against the wall.
Amaru Blair (9)
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Deep Beneath The Sea Haiku
Shark:
Deep beneath the sea
a large shark spots a clownfish
his sharp teeth ready.
Clownfish:
Hidden in the reef
needing to escape quickly
the clownfish trembles.
Dolphin:
Glances at the shark
warning others with a cry
darting in and out
Seahorse:
Quivering with fear
surrounded by other fish
does not move or stir.
Nathan Luetchford (8)
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What It Is Like To Be A Gerbil
I have a pair of gerbils,
small little things they are,
cute as can be.
Squeak squeak they go,
asleep like molehills,
soft as a feather,
as well as cuddly too.
Goodnight you two,
see you tomorrow
Mairead Murray (8)
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The Best Ice Cream I Ever Tasted
My ice-cream is as tall as Mount Everest
as cold as the Arctic sea.
It tastes of strawberry and banana,
and has kiwis as big as Pluto,
bubble-gum sauce
as sticky as a Venus flytrap,
hundreds and thousands
as big as an alligator,
and a squirt of cream
the size of a cloud.
Elise Gaignet (8)
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Something
Far away, where no-one has
seen nor been, there’s something.
The something howls a deadly
poisonous sad cry that infests
your mind forever.
Many people have tried to
see the something,
but were taken by its cry.
The howl turns your life
into a melted one,
your eyes sting and start
to shake. It dissolves your brain.
Far away, where no-one has
seen nor been, there’s something.
Edward Powell (8)
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When I Am Old
When I am old I will
live in a mansion that is blue.
When I am old I will
not look like an old codger.
When I am old I will
dye my hair black.
When I am old I will
make games as my job.
When I am old I will
eat lots of maple syrup.
Zach Rowland (9)
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Nice Food, Nasty Food
Some sheep wool
made out of candy floss,
a swan’s feather
made out of sparkling sherbet,
a snowflake
made out of melted chocolate drops,
a pearl
made out of curling and swirling ice-cream.
A crunching crisp
made out of skeleton bones,
a biscuit made out
of rotting cat-food.
Rosie Barker (9)
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The End Of The World
I asked a little hedgehog
who could not see
a foot in front of his nose,
what colours seem to him when
he is on his night ramblings.
And he said…
The colour turquoise is like stillness
because it is calm and cool,
green is like vegetarianism and ecoism,
black is like the enveloping night sky,
grey is like a swirling tornado,
maroon is velvety like a young kitten’s fur,
deep purple is like vibrant excitement.
The colour orange is like a Monday morning
poking you to get out of bed,
grey–blue is like a lake frosting over.
The colour indigo is like midnight,
tickle-me-pink is like a page–turner
book that you can’t put down.
The colour sapphire is like an
otter’s energetic swim,
moss-green is like an entwining forest,
an explosion of marble colours
is like the end of the world…
Oli Buckley–Jennings (10)
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Australian Haiku
Dingo:
On the horizon
a starving dingo appears
scanning the harsh plains
Kangaroo:
A big-footed Roo
spies the dingo standing there
gone as fast as light
Sugar Glider:
Gliding through the air
the dingo it notices
swoops away quickly
Eagle:
Swooping gracefully
the eagle stares at a rat
his sharp eyes staring
Kangaroo:
Pops out of a hole
whiskers twitching in alarm
dives back in the hole
William Wilson (9)
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The Dark Figure
The creak of footsteps on the bare floorboards,
the jewellery lay dead in the many glass cases.
The dust filled my lungs and made me splutter.
A crack of lightening, a bolt of thunder.
I saw the china doll that shouldn't be there.
The eyes were closed with no sign of life.
A crack of lightening, a bolt of thunder.
All at once I was running home fast,
the doll clutched in my arms.
The power of beauty had taken over my mind.
A crack of lightening, a bolt of thunder.
I could smell my own fear.
In my haste I gave the doll to the batty neighbour.
The doll was staring, so full of knowledge.
As soon as my eyes left the doll,
a crack of lightening, a bolt of thunder.
A dark figure appeared in front of me,
demanding the doll. It was the shopkeeper.
A crack of lightening, a bolt of thunder.
A flame of fire in his eye,
his voice filling the room with a boom.
A crack of lightening, a bolt of thunder.
I screamed at Miss Batty to protect the doll,
I couldn't leave her with this disgusting creature.
A crack of lightening, a bolt of thunder.
But the china doll did not land with the shopkeeper.
The china doll did land on the bare floorboards.
The china doll had lost power and beauty.
The china doll did not smell of fear.
A crack of lightening, a bolt of thunder.
The dark figure.
A flame of fire.
A scream.
A batty neighbour.
The china doll was dead.
Matilda Benjamin (9)
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To Catch A Mouse
Requires a big lump of cheese.
Put the cheese on a skate board.
Attach string to board.
Connect spring to string.
Attach spring to a piano
(take sound out of the piano).
When the mouse gets on the board,
play a tune. This will pull
the mouse to you, but since
the board will go so fast
(the spring of course),
it won’t know that it has moved.
Then with a jar, put over mouse
and slide paper underneath.
(Don’t keep the mouse
in the jar for too long
or it might suffocate).
(Make sure the string is not too long).
Elise Gaignet (8)
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Letter To The Rain
You wrap your cloak
of water around everything,
gently swirling it
round and round,
not unlike
the hypnotizing grey
smoke that rises
from a fire in
a forest.
As an owl
swoops out into
the night, hoping
to snatch a meal,
you pour your water
down to the
unsuspecting
inhabitants of
the forest, like
a gnarled tree
losing its leaves,
them spiralling to
the ground.
Why do you do
what you do, rain,
why do you do
what you do?
Oli Buckley-Jennings (10)
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The Unknown Land
Clouds swirl around a blue sky,
a glistening lake lay still
on the silent horizon.
Empty boats guide themselves
up misty moats.
Birds make no noise,
they fly low, so low.
A beautiful place,
peaceful, but so lonely.
Connor Jordan (11)
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The Storm
When the wind began it...
whistled and waved
whirled and rolled
all night long the wind...
spiralled and rattled
banged and bashed
raged and rumbled.
In the morning it...
swayed and sighed
whispered and settled.
Anastasia Perysinakis (8)
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Bonkers Time
Things I have been doing lately:
pretending to be a cheetah,
sucking squishy jelly babies,
growing my house very big,
keeping a tabby cat,
keeping a mouse in a small jar,
keeping the pencil pot going,
picking my hair out carefully,
rolling up a small chair in my book bag,
blowing a Jack Russell out of a small trumpet,
making a posh pumpkin,
holding my heavy chair,
pressing a pig,
being very nearly bonkers,
practising being very mad,
saving a mouse from starving to death.
Masie Ashford (8)
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Letter From My Tabby Cat
Dear Zach
I like the way you let me manage
the food when you go out
but you will never know
what I get up to.
I have taken the Sea Cat
to Spain, and am sitting
by a pool on a sun lounger.
I miss my special cat balcony
though I barely catch birds
in the garden.
PS The service is great.
See you soon.
Love from Fluffy.
Zach Rowland (9)
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My Fantastic Crane
My crane is as white as a feather,
white as a cloud,
and the snow.
Her voice is like the flutter of a butterfly,
like the ripple of a river,
and the pitter of rain.
She's as light as the brightness of the sun,
bright as the twinkle of a star,
and an angel.
She's as dark as the night,
and a darkened ghost,
and a shaded shadow.
Her eyes are ruby as a crystal,
her wings are as silver as metal,
her beak is as orange as fire.
I shall water her at the lake,
and protect her with my sword,
and feed her sardines.
Alfred Chambers (8)
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Scare Night
This is the night when witches gloat,
when murderers kill, and bats bite,
when they do all these ghastly things.
This is the night when you see
red, orange, and yellow,
smell smoke, sweets, and fire.
Children go trick or treating, except me.
This is the night when I make
a pumpkin lantern,
hear roars, boos, and screams. Nice!
Mairead Murray (8)
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Car Light
Through the glass window
in the car, I can see
the men coming home
from their drink in the pub.
We stop. A cat walks slowly
across the road, its eyes
glowing in the headlamps.
Through the glass window
in the car, I can hear
the wind rustling in and out
of my open window,
the engine rumbling under my feet.
It's lovely to be in a car at night.
Nathan Luetchford (9)
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Friday 11th February 2005
Tyre: busted.
Kwikfit: miles away.
AA: not a member.
The day: rotten.
Dad's hands: filthy.
Me: worried sick.
Marina: annoying.
Caitlin: staying over.
The car: getting fixed.
Us: going to Sainsbury's.
Marina: annoying.
Stella Murray (9)
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I Stood In A Room Full Of Animals
I stood in a room full of monkeys
and slipped on an old banana skin.
I stood in a room full of dragons
and grey smoke came out of my mouth.
I stood in a room full of snakes
and grew a forked tongue.
I stood in a room full of cheetahs
and won the school sprinting race.
I stood in a room full of whales
and water came out of my head.
I stood in a room full of woodpeckers
and pecked my nose on a hollow tree.
Amaru Blair (9)
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If
If you were the sun then I'd be the moon
if you were the yoghurt then I'd be the spoon
if you were the paper then I'd be the pen
if you were the egg then I'd be the hen
if you were the dog then I'd be the bark
if you were the torch then I'd be the dark
if you were the hinge then I'd be the door
if you love me then I love you more.
Vicki-Lee McCann (11)
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Animals
Rabbits are so quiet
they run about all day
they also skip around the place
in a very bouncy way.
Horses are so noisy
they jump about all day
looking after their children
in a very friendly way.
Chloe Biddle (7)
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A Frog
A frog jumped
on a log one day
it took me by surprise
it jumped up
and caught a fly
in the early morning light.
Tim Herdal (9)
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To Catch A Lemur
In order to catch a lemur, you will need
a net, and a screwdriver (to make a hole in the tree),
some very tasty-looking fruit, and some flies,
oh yes, and a ticket to Madagascar.
Next! Hang your fruit in the tree,
climb it, and using the screwdriver,
make a large hole. Get in it and watch.
When you see a lemur,
balance out on a branch
and throw the net.
Flip the binoculars round and stare….
Emma Yeomans (8)
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