Small

In class
The kid is angry
Out of control
Lost.
Outside
With the tiny dog
In his arms
All anger drains away.
'She's so small.'
He says.
'That's how I feel sometimes.'

My Brother

He's a pain and he is boring
And his brain cells need restoring
He gets me into trouble all the time.
If I play a game and beat him
He accuses me of cheating
He really is a bucketful of slime.
My mum says, 'love your brother
'cos you'll never have another
Who'll be as cute and gorgeous-just you see.'
As I spew and chuck and vomit
I wish that Haley's comet
Would scoop him up and drop him in the sea!

poem-that I've used before!!

It was a stark and dormy night
All the dars bron shright
And me?
I wride to trite
And went to bed instead!!