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Classroom

Classroom

You are a room stuffed with English books waiting eagerly to be full of words and information,

 

You are a black board itching to have chalk on your body not dust because of the new white board,

 

You are a desk and chair heaving with stationery and with a bag on your back,

 

You are a reading corner with shelfs full of old tatty books and broken beanbags,

 

You are now tidy with new books on the shelves and no black board anymore,

 

You are now a brand- new room with displays in every corner and children running in and out within the hour.

 

Summer

Summer

 

 

You are a melting, ice lolly dripping with fear as someone comes over to you and gives you a sneer.

 

You are the smell of a butter cup yellow and bright bursting with delight.

 

You are an inflatable on the pool waiting to be used as some one comes over to you and loses there tooth.

 

You are the hot blazing sun as bright as a friend’s smile like a star shining.

 

You are the taste of a coconut creamy, white and some how fantastically bright.

Winter

you are the sweet smell of chocolate cake being cook on Christmas

You are putting down rustling presents as Santa crisps up the chimney.

You are rain drizzling down the window like a little boy crying.

You are a warm hot chocolate being sipped my little girl.

You are the sound of snow being crushed by a little boy’s boots.

You are a sledge going down the soft snow.

Animals

Animals

 

You are a tiny grey cloud clinging on to a tree chomping on juicy ripe leaves.

 

You are a neon rainbow gliding through the soft summer breeze showing off your plume of feathers.

 

You are the king of the jungle prowling through the under growth with claws as sharp as daggers.

 

You are a natural race car galloping through the fields, wild and free.

 

You are the difference between an atrocious beast and a loving Labrador.

 

You’re a big friendly giant plodding along with the herd.

 

You are the end of this poem.

Guinea pigs

Guinea pig

You are the rose red pepper weeping and worrying an abandoned puppy.

 

You are the warm cosy hay that is going to turn into the toilet.

 

You are furball trapped inside the big hairy jungle.

 

You are the deep dark tunnel the size of a sausage dog.

 

You are a distant squeak that sounds like a echoing scream.

 

You are the fulling food ready to be eaten.

You are

You are

A soft loving guinea pig

Flamingo

Flamingo

you are a pretty pink bird munching on prawns to get your colour.

you are a funky flamingo dancing to the beat of the waves enjoying the sunset shimmer in the sky.

you are a brilliant bird that shakes its fabulous feathers all night long watching the fish swim as you try to catch one.

Summer

Summer

 

You are the scrumptious smell of a fresh ice cream on a hot sunny day.

 

You are the sweet taste of a juicy red watermelon lying by the pool.

 

You are the crushing sound of waves ready to hit the sand.

 

You are the long scream from a little girl going down her first waterslide.

 

You are the long buzz from a bee ready to sting at any moment.