Alana

25/11/19
Writing-Limericks

Chewing Friends

There was once was a child who really liked food,

And even in class he chewed like a dude.
But once because of his fries,
He got some friends called mice
And then they both chewed until they were sued.

Joe Who Didn’t Grow

There once was a woman named Joe

She was very low, she didn’t grow
So, she put on some hair
And breathed in the fresh air
That new, tall woman called Joe.
Alana
25/11/19
Writing-Rhyming Poe

Powerful Horse and a Weak Ostler

It was a usual morning when I walked into a room

Sudden wide, untruthful eyes staring at me
My self-conscious feeling started to bloom
As a wave of anxiety arose from their sea.
Then, secret whispers filled up the air
It was only me in front of their force
There was nothing to do, they did not care
I felt like a weak ostler, and that they were the horse

An enormous black horse, who has all the power

While the whispers are thundering
The frightened ostler receiving a glower
But that wasn’t the end, the horse wasn’t wandering
Just like the lava from an erupting volcano
With all the emotions, the horse ascended
I, the ostler and the horse, all the people were left with an echo
Everyone was silent and all of it ended.