“Is it a Zed or a Zee” by Jan Darling




You say Potarto, I say potayto

You say tomarto and ! say tomayto

Some say Zed and some say Zee

It makes no difference, not to me.

I dreamt I went to the Zoo last night

At the end of the alphabet – I had a real fright.


Dreaming, I found the A’s B’s and C’s

and continued on past the M, N, O, P’s

I followed the way to things starting with Zed

Then all those letters just went to my head

(I had plenty of time – dream visits are free)

A stripey horse whinnied and said – I’m a Zee.


We’re the cleverest animals in all the Zoo

Let me explain to you clearly just who is who.

This is family stuff, so you must pay attention

 Zedzees can appear in any dimension

We’re a family that’s full of multiple guises

If you remember them all – there might be prizes.


My dad is a Zebra, my mother’s a Horse

That’s how I was given my name – I’m a Zorse.

That makes me special, in the Zoo I’m a feature

I’m considered to be an amazing creature.

I’m built like a Horse but I wear a striped suit

My buddies here think that I’m really cute.


If the tables were turned and a Zebra my mum

My dad would be Horse – he’d still be our chum

You might think this idea is utterly mad

The first part of my name would reflect the dad

So welcome the Horbra into our poem

And still we Zedzees have much more to show’em.


The Horbra has stripes – you don’t know where they’ll be

Could be the neck, on the back or the knee.

His patches are stripey on a background plain

So many patterns, it’s really insane.

Each Horbra is diff’rent, unique to behold

Known for his strength and inclined to be bold.


Now – back to the Zorse, you remember of course

That he’s the offspring of Zebra and Horse

He has other names, too, and I’ll tell you a few

Zebrula, Zebrule, Zebra Mule – will that do?

The Horbra by more names can also be met

Such as Hebra, Zebrinny and even Zebret.


Have you thought of the mating of Zebra with Pony?

You’ll not be surprised, their offspring’s a Zony!

Now, if you’re not feeling dizzy, woozy or wonky

We’ll talk of the offspring of Zebra and Donkey:

Called Zebadonk, Zebrass, Zebrinny, Zebrilla

Zebonkey,  Zebonk and Zonkey – the killer!


Altogether these beauties are known as Zebroid

With so many names they must always feel buoyed

Starting as donkeys, asses and zebras and horses

These all are examples of natural forces.

When you go the Zoo, start at alphabet’s ending

And you’ll see how glorious is Nature’s blending.



“Its not a lot of Rubbish” Mary Serenc

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It’s not a load of rubbish.


No matter how much we ignore it,

No matter how much we look away,

Rubbish is part of our society

It’s sadly here to stay.


So don’t wrinkle your nose up,

Don’t just say ‘I quit!’

It’s time we took more control

And learned to manage it.


We need to remember

There are but few places it can go,

In the air, in the earth,

Or in oceans and waterways below.


So organise your garbage,

Recycle what you can,

Steer away from ‘disposables’,

And give excess packaging a ‘ban’.



Re-use that wrapping paper,

Give that compost heap a go,

Learn to live with less

And think more about what you throw.


“Skyglow” by Celia Berrell with Teacher Notes

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Light pollution

in the night

creates an orange

skyglow sight.


Nocturnal creatures

want to find

a place unlit by



Please make our

streetlights only flow

with downward-pointing

lights aglow.


Or better still

have times of black

so night-time creatures

could come back.

inspired by:


LIGHT pollution is now so bad that a dull orange “skyglow” obscures the stars in more than two-thirds of the world’s crucial habitats. And we have almost no idea how this affects wildlife.

Teacher Notes by Jeanie Axton

Have a browse of the excellent resources this site offers in ideas for Earth hour


Poem idea: Turn the lights of and darken the room. Brainstorm Earth related words and then get students to write a poem about looking after the planet. They could display their poem in a Earth picture.

“A Green Queen” by Kate O’Neil



Should one consider ‘going green’

if one’s lot is being Queen,

and majesty’s one’s thing?


Should one think of steps to take

to change one’s ways for the planet’s sake?

or would one choose to cling


to royal extravagance, glamour and show

as part of one’s deal, so mere Joe Blow

must be the one to care?


Should Royals have to do their bit?

Pull their weight? Show true grit?

Wouldn’t that be fair?


Kate O’Neil

“Oi, Turn the Lights Off!” by Chris Owen

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Oi, Turn the Lights Off!

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder where you are! Hidden by the orange glow
Of the city far below.
Curse this wretched light pollution! Can’t we find some bright solution?

Chris Owen 2019 (with apologies to Jane Taylor)

Prompt #7 “Earth Hour 2019”

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Good Morning,

This week we head towards ”Earth Hour” happening on Saturday night the 30/3/19

There is specific information in the link below. You may already have poems on the environment in your collection or an idea for a new poem.


Please send poems to




And this weeks we quote

“Perpetual Trophy” by Monty Edwards


Perpetual Trophy

It stood there in the cabinet:
The cup we all desired,
Engraved with names of winners past:
The stars we all admired.
Now watch us train with fierce intent
To match, then beat their best
For striving for that lofty goal
Will help us top the rest.
But if our team should fail the tests
On which success depends,
There will remain a greater prize:
A lasting group of friends