#Prompt 17 “The Lion King”

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This weeks prompt is “The Lion King.” The original movie came out in 1994 and my son who was 4 years old at the time loved it. We taught him how to use a VHS player so he could play the video himself.

Last week the new Lion King movie came out. Another generation of children I’m sure will enjoy the film and characters for years to come.

What can you write?

Please send in poems this week to




And a quote from The Lion King

“No Peas, Please” by Jenny Erlanger

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No Peas, Please


Please, please Mum

I beg you, please.

Oh, please say you

won’t give me peas.

I’ll even eat a brussel sprout.

I swear I won’t spit any out.

And mushrooms too,

I’ll manage those

If I shut my eyes

and block my nose.

I won’t complain with all of these.

Just pile on heaps of grated cheese

and I’ll eat anything


No peas!

“Hidden Vegetables” by Toni Newell


Hidden Vegetables


Doesn’t like his greens,

He hates to eat,

Zucchini and beans,

He will not eat,

Brussel sprouts,


Or sauerkraut.

He doesn’t like,

To eat peas,

Or anything,

That look like trees.

Lettuce and kale,

He will not eat,

And spinach, Bok Choy.

Or silver beet.

His mother,

Almost pulls out hair,

In frustration,

And in despair.

She tries to hide them,

In her cooking,

Soup and lasagne,

When he’s not looking.

“Veg I’m Mad” by Julie Cahill

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Veg I’m Mad

Broccoli shmockerly
peas and beans
What’s the fuss about eating our greens?
Spinach cabinach
Brussells sprouts
Bat off the flatulants
with monstrous clouts
I have to eat them
at Mum’s command
‘They’ll make you fit even when they’re bland
They’ll clean your insides –
bowels and blood
You’ll thank me in hindsight.’
‘But they taste like mud.’

“The Band” by Toni Newell

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The Band

I can hear the band playing,

The sound is very loud,

The drummer hits the cymbal,

And delights the watching crowd.

Sax and cello come in on que,

The drummer beats his drums,

Followed by the trumpet,

They are having lots of fun.

I wish I could play an instrument,

One of any kind,

For music means so much to me,

And I think to all mankind.

“My Friend the Clouds” by James Aitchison

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I can see eye to eye
with the sky,
A sea of blue stretching
wide and high.
See that castle
made from cloud?
See where other
planes have ploughed?
See those fluffy
balls of wool?
Are they empty?
Are they full?
I can see eye to eye
with the sky,
And drift to sleep as the
clouds roll by.

#Prompt 16 “Vegetables”

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Good Morning All,

We are having quite a cold snap down here in SA.

However on a positive note it’s great weather for Pumpkin soup.

Todays prompt is “Vegetables”

Can you write a poem about a vegetable? Maybe one you like or dislike.

Please send in poems this week to




Quote for you today is