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BING BANG WALLOPY BOOM

by Allan Cropper

 

Bing bang wallopy boom

The marching band came in my room

Round and round and round my bed

Pounding pounding in my head

Bing bang wallopy boom

The marching band marched out my room

I never heard another peep

I closed my eyes and fell asleep

 

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The Trouble with Rain

By Nadine Cranenburgh

 

At Gran’s I have an awesome time

but when it rains and pours

I’d love to go and splash outside

and Gran keeps me indoors

 

‘Some kinds of rain don’t bother me’

says Grandma when I mope

‘Not every downpour spoils my day

umbrellas help me cope’

 

‘But there’s one kind of rain I hate

when I’ve forgot my ’brolly

and if get caught out in it

it makes me mad, by golly’

 

‘Gran, what’s this rain that gets your goat

and makes your humour fail

could it be the driving drops

that come before the hail?’

 

‘No that’s not it, I don’t mind those’

Gran answers with a frown

‘I don’t mind hail or sleet or snow

they never get me down’

 

‘So what?’ I ask, ‘What rain is this

that makes your undies twist?’

‘You really want to know?’ asks Gran

‘I’ll tell, since you insist’

 

‘The rain I hate and deeply loathe

is drizzle, feather-light

It soaks me so, I’ll catch my death

don’t laugh dear, I just might!’

 

‘But Gran,’ I say, ‘it’s drizzling now

please come outside with me

Put on your gumboots, coat and hat

we’ll have a ball, you’ll see!’

 

I splished and sploshed and mucked about

Gran laughed and joined in too

Then Gran said, ‘Well, that wasn’t bad’

and I said,

‘AR

-TI

-SHOO!’

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Hot, Salty, Crunchy

by N. McMullin

 

Hey you!

Stop staring at me like that!

Yeah, you!

I don’t like the way

You’re looking at me…

With your beady little eyes

And that sad cry of yours.

It doesn’t fool me,

Not one little bit.

Hey! Don’t you come any closer!

No way, pal, you’re just

Asking for trouble.

C’mon, quit your begging.

I know your type.

I’ll give you one,

And then all of your

Mates show up,

Demanding more…

Ah, no, cut with the crying.

Okay, then, maybe just one little…

Hot, salty, crunchy chip.

Aghhhhhh!!!!!

 

Picture: Hannah Coleman

Picture: Hannah Coleman

 

 

 

 

 

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Brisbane West End Markets

by Anna Jacobson

 

Under a canopy of fig trees

we pass a busker, watch his hands dance

over the surface of the drum and hear

music— soft, warm, bright.

Honey sounds that take us past the

food stalls and hot Afghani bread filled

with leeks and onion. I follow behind a girl

who carries a white Persian cat. Its pampered

face peers over her shoulder at me.

 

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Fred: A Fearful Fate

The Terrible Tale of Lazy Fred who Starved to Death.

From Aesop’s Fable: The Grasshopper and the Ants.

by Prudence Marsh *

Grasshopper Fred.

Dark green

Stripes of yellow

Could be seen.

Fred loved to

Hop!

Hop!

Hop!

In the warm summer sun!

Hopping!

Hopping!

Hopping!

Just so much fun!

 

Ants!

Ants!

Ants!

Small, busy and black.

Never the ones to slack!

Work!

Work!

Work!

Never the ones to shirk!

 

Fred said:

Why do you work all day?

I would rather play!

The Ants gave their reply:

We work in the summer heat.

We gather food to eat.

We store our winter Supply.

Without food we will die!

 

Winter came with frost and snow.

Where will poor Fred go?

The ants have locked their door!

Food?

Food?

Food?

No food anymore!

 

Poor Fred!

Stone dead!

 

What a marvelous treat!

Sausage rolls.

With grasshopper meat!

 

Providence U3A: March 16th 2015

* Prudence Marsh is the nom-de-plume of the U3A DIY Poetry Group

 

 

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http://rebeccanewman.net.au/2015/03/04/research-for-poetry-writers/

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HIGGLEDY PIGGLEDY

 by Allan Cropper

 

It’s a topsy turvy kind of day

My head is in a spin

What’s down is up, what’s up is down

I’m neither out nor in

I’ll try on lots of outfits

and brush and style my hair

It’s a topsy turvy kind of day

but I don’t really care

It’s a muddily fuddily way I feel

My head is in a fog

I think I’ll put my runners on

and go out for a jog

I’ll race the other joggers

to see if I can win

It’s a muddily fuddily way I feel

but comfy in my skin

It’s a higgledy piggledy afternoon

My head is in a cloud

I think I’ll put my headphones on

Play music way up loud

I’ll dance around my bedroom

where no one else can see

It’s a higgledy piggledy afternoon

and that’s just fine with me