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My mommy took him

I want to tell you a story,
About a little boy,
Who went up to his bedroom
To get his favourite toy.
But when he opened his bedroom door
And popped inside his head,
He couldn't see him anywhere
And he had left him on his bed.
So he looked inside the wardrobe,
And he looked behind the chair,
He looked on the window sill
But still he wasn't there.
So he started emptying boxes
And pulling out the drawers,
He didn't know what was happening
He had never been gone before.
His mother heard the banging
And all the crashing about.
So she went upstairs to investigate
What the noise is all about.
When she saw him sat there
He had tears in his eye,
She had never seen him so upset
She nearly started to cry.
Between the sobs he told her
That he couldn't find his ted.
That he had come upstairs to get him
So he could go to bed.
She told him it was to early,
That they hadn't had their tea.
Then we can snuggle on the sofa
And watch a little TV.
Then we can go and get your ted,
So you don't have to cry.
You can put him back on your bed,
He will be nice and clean and dry.

Copyright © Simon Hamill | Year Posted 2020



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Picking up the pieces

Flooded river, broken dam
Upturned trees,houses gone.
People shouting from out of sight
We need more help,we need more light.
Most have left, before the storm,
The few that remain
Are battered and torn.
Trying to salvage what they can,
Their lives are in tatters,
"How lucky I am"
The waters started receding,
Going back to the sea
Taking along, all their cherished memories.
a few days ago,
It was peaceful and calm,
Now devastation brings, panic and alarm.
To build a new life
With all that remains,
Praying to God
It doesn't come back again.

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Disasters bring life

Architectural disasters

                Can bring forth

           Reconstruction of life.

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Gonna B hot

Billowing bellows
Blatantly belching
Blowing cold air
Blazing the fire.

Bloated to bursting
Building the heat,
Burning the charcoal
Browning the meat.

Burgers are ready
Bangers are hot,
Bread buns are toasted
Brown sauce in the pot.


12/7/2020
Eve roper
Alliteration contest

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A different kind of war

Why do we need all these weapons of war,
Or to go into space so man can explore
Instead spend the billions in finding a cure.
This virus is out there,
And travelling fast,
Nobody knows how long it will last.
It doesn't care who we are,
What colour,creed,or race,
It's taking all these lives right now
And laughing in our face.
So let's put our heads together
Join forces and find a cure,
We don't need rockets,guns or battleships
It's a different kind of war


POETRY JOURNAL.

I have self published.i wrote,typed,printed,
Then bound my book myself.


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Assessments rhyme

A
S simple assessments are easy to do
S steady,get ready,I'm going to assess you.
E
S stand in the corner, with your hands in the air
S scramble over here,and sit in that chair.
M
E
N
T
S sorry your healthy,there is nothing we can do, but if you get any worse,we will re-assess you.


11/23/2020
Kim's acrostic play competition

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Little bit of Yorkshire

Ey-up uncle Ken,
I bet tha goin, bookies Agen!
I'll go with thee,
If it's or rate.
I go that way,
To see mi mate.
Wats tha backin, in two thirty?
Mi gran ses put a Bob,
On flirtin girty.
Gonna play Togger on park,
Then go woods,
Before it's dark.
Get sum cheggies for afta tea,
If tha calls in Lata
Will save sum for thee.
See thee lata,
Hope tha win
Will no if tha has,
Thal av a big grin.

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Winter can you help us

Winter oh winter,please give us a hand?
Please lay a frost upon our land.
To freeze away this virus
For which there is no cure.
It doesn't care who it kills,
The rich,the old,or the poor.
It's just out there to get us
So please listen to my plea,
If I can help in any way
Just send a sign for me.
I just want to help my family,
And all my friends I know.
I don't want them taken away
I don't want them to go.
So please winter won't you help us?
We need to find a cure,
Summer's not helping like we thought,
And you are our last straw!

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Snooker mad

Hendry says that Ronnie,
The best to pick up a cue.
He's never seen me play
So that might not be true.
I had a break of twenty
When I was just a lad,
I'm getting on for sixty now
So a forty ain't so bad.
So come on then O'Sullivan
I challenge you to play,
I will give you a game for twenty quid
And you can pick the day.
I know you are a great player,
I watch you all the time.
You can make that cue ball sing
But I can make it rhyme.

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Out of the frying Pan

I think that it's fantastic
When my wife start's to cook,
She gets out all her pots and pans
And MY brand new cookery book.
She starts to peel some potatoes
Then she gets some liquid out.
As I look on in wonder,
At what it's all about.
She then chops up the potatoes
And drops them in the pan.
I don't know what she is doing,
After all, I'm just a man.
At last she shouts it's ready,
She says she's made my tea.
She's sat there eating a takeaway,
And it's a plate of chips for me.

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