Poem of the Day

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What Good Luck!

 

I’m going to join in a rock  band.

What good luck!

I can’t sing.

What bad luck!

I can play the guitar.

What good luck!

I don’t have a guitar.

What bad luck!

Dad’s going to buy me one.

What good luck!

But I have to mow the grass every week.

What bad luck!

We live on a boat.

What good luck!

I have to mow my grandma’s grass.

What bad luck!

She always gives me a present.

What good luck!

Home-made socks.

What bad luck!

I think they’re cool.

What good luck!

But they never fit me.

What bad luck!

They fit my best friend.

What good luck!

But she went to Queensland.

What bad luck!

For a holiday.

What good luck!

It rained the whole time.

What bad luck!

And broke the drought.

What good luck!

And washed away the cricket ground.

What bad luck!

People are raising money.

What good luck!

But I’m broke.

What bad luck!

So I’m going to join a rock band.

Jill McDougall

 

 

Poem of the Day

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The House that Never Sleeps

 

Our house is a blinking one,

A winking, ever-thinking one,

At night when all the work is done,

Our house is standing by.

 

The laptop light is pulsing white

In case it’s needed in the night

To play a game or book a flight,

It’s always standing by.

 

The bright light on the video

Is glowing green, all set to go,

In case we want to watch a show,

It’s always standing by.

 

The red lights on the Xbox E,

The microwave, the smart TV,

All stab the dark impatiently,

Forever standing by.

 

Our house is ready all night long

To heat some food or play a song,

Till all the fossil fuels are gone,

Our house is standing by.

 

© Jill McDougall