The Little Bird by Leonard Tumble

by Leonard Tumble (pen name), 11yo.

While I sit down and debate with a friend,

I quietly notice a bird around the bend,

It circles; flaps, and then it would hide,

Reappearing on the other side.

He’ll do it again, and then land on a tree

How could one ever look so free?

No matter the cause, I am extremely curious of it,

This I notice while I sit.

This mysterious bird is tiny and quaint,

The sun shadowed his details till it’s faint,

Is it sparrow, swallow, sunbird, or robin?

Somehow I know that it observes something,

Then I realised that it is watching us,

But why watch us so late in the dusk?

No matter the cause, I am extremely curious of it,

This I notice while I sit.

Then I realised that one is always by my side,

As if its only mission is to with me, bide.

From the sandy beaches to roads up and over,

Wherever I go, it always seems to hover,

As if it was a God-sent guardian,

Or just a bird flying like dandelion?

No matter the cause, I will always be curious of it,

This I notice as I sit.

Stompy Romp by Danelle T.

STOMPY ROMP BY NELLE.

Stomp! Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!

I wonder now, who could that be?

It's Stompy Romp, 
the greatest beast
you'll ever see!

Stompy Romp can hardly see

Cause that's the way he's meant to be.

Stompy Romp likes drinking romp,

and  gobbling swamps in one big CHOMP!

Once some children teased him bad,

"Ooh you big fat ugly monster

You'll never get to eat me for dinner!
And may you never be glad."

Then Stompy Romp began to puff,
His furry chest began a rumbling,
His big round nose began a twitching
And out of his mouth

came a tornado sneeze!

ACHOOoooooooooooooooooooo!

The children flew across the sky and

BOOOOOM!

They all landed in a big fat heap.

Then Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
He squashed them dead.

So now you know what's a Stompy Romp,

It's a big fat giant who likes to stomp,
Especially on rude little children.

BOOOOM!

I think he's just squashed me

cause he doesn't like my story about him.

(But I'm not rude.)

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Inspired by a Dr. Seuss festival organized by CLIC, Nelle, 11, wrote this poem to present. .