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I’ve never …

I’ve never scoffed 100 chocolates a day

but I have munched on scrumptious, orange flavoured ice cream on a sunny day.

I’ve never sprung Earth to Neptune

but I have leapt of my very bouncy bed.

I’ve never gazed at a busy bee working in its yellow hive

but I have stared at a little fly buzzing annoyingly in my brick house.

I’ve never ridden a massive, fearsome T-rex

but I have travelled on my jet black, medium bike on my long road.

I’ve never patted boiling hot lava from a rocky volcano

but I have put my finger under a flowing water from a silver tap.

I’ve never found magical power crystals in my tiny garden

but I have seen a coin at Hampstead Heath.

 

The doors

The Doors  

 

Through the blue door all I saw was upset rain hitting down on heart-rending Troon. 

 

Through the black door there is bats scraping the walls with their evil claws. 

 

Through the white door there was a kickable football it was white as a cream can get. 

 

Through the green door there was an emerald plant chilling in the warm boiling sun. 

 

Through the yellow door was a bright sun hitting the room making everything disintegrate.  

I’ve never but I have Adam

I’ve never seen a pufferfish at Blackpool

but I have seen a sharp hedgehog in Gillibrand forest.

I’ve never ridden a ferocious dragon

but I have ridden a calm llama.

I’ve never eaten a mrbeast burger

but I have eaten a plain McDonalds burger.

I’ve never driven in a Lamborghini

but I have driven in the m61.

I’ve never been in the Apollo 11

but I have been on the way to Wales.

I want to paint

 

 I want to paint

 

I want to paint  a Dwarf Lantern Fish flapping in a  bowl  making the noise of a panting dog.

 

I want to paint a black hole mocha spinning like a child on a roundabout fearing the pain of getting drunk.

 

I want to paint the memory of my dog running round my legs  while I had an apple that was staring at my dog.

 

I want to paint  a man having a pet pig flying round the air on the Roadway making the noise of screeching bats while he’s dropping conkers on the road.

 

I want to paint a lion hunting animals while the wind is dancing  to make the leaves get in the way when the animals are free from hunters.

 

I want to paint

I want to paint…

I want to paint the setting sun gazing intently over the diamond blue Caribbean Sea

the amazing Amazon; the rubber trees covering jungle jaguars and other wonderful wildlife

a poppy where the blood red petals are imprisoning the dark centre with style

a beluga whale swallowing an explosion of colourful fish and the unlimited potential of growth inside a tiny seed

I want to paint the colossal waves on a ferocious stormy night, mercilessly tearing helpless ships to pieces

a lazy lion lounging in the scorching Savannah sun, as a range of exotic animals pass by

the excitement of children playing in a majestic meadow as endless games of hide and seek watch time fly.

British Dragon

THE BRITISH DRAGON

The British dragon is one of a kind, he can be the kindest and the poshest dragon in the land. He is so kind, but you don’t want to get him on his evil side he can be savage! He can get savage if you annoy him.
Anyways he lives in the queen’s palace attic, he has got an Italian friend two rooms away, his name is the Italian dragon. The British dragon sleeps on a lovely bed with 4 cosy pillows and a fluffy blanket. Also, The British dragon has a job he hands out tea and cookies to the queen and the Royal people in the building. On the other hand the Italian dragon is the guard of the building, they get paid 5 treats day, now that’s a good deal!
The British dragon wears an outstanding and astonishing suit, a black top hat., huge black boots, and to many bow ties! He has a diamond shaped eyes, pointy spikes, dark dots on his skin, and magical murky wings. He loves eating tea and biscuits.
There is only 5 more country dragons left in the world, the queen has kept 3 other evil dragons in the basement because the were trying to kill the queen, But why?

Poem – The Underwater King

The Underwater King
In the depths of the oceans you will find the underwater king.
Dressed in scaly amour as solid as a crocodiles back.
Proudly holding his golden staff of the ocean, the three prongs as sharp as a great white
sharks teeth.
The body as magical as a wizards wand.
This is his kingdom .
Here he is formidable , ferocious, and fearless.
Even the Kraken and the megalodon are no match for this undisputed, and unstoppable
king.

Summer Waves

The sandy hot beach
was filled up by people and
surfers on the waves.

The fish and chips were
as hot as the burning sand
and seagulls pinching.

The ice-cream melted
because of the burning sun
the ice-cream was gone.

The laughter from children
on the beach and splashing
in the waves by the shore.

I can hear the splash
of the waves by the shore
and children laughing.