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Gym club hubbub
Roll, stroll, shrug and spread.
Sprint, squat, stand on your head.
Straddle, stride, twirl, whirl, whizz.
Don’t shake your rucksack.
You’ll make your pop fizz.
sprinkle, squirt, spray.
You’re wetting the floor!
Put your pop away.
Tumble, rumble, stumble, fall.
Spring back up.
No bumps at all.
Scream on a beam
Screech so shrill.
Get told off,
But it’s still a thrill.
Floor flies up.
Slip, thrash, splat.
Stretch into splits and
Miss the mat.
Throb, strain, sprain.
Strap up your ankle.
Squeal in pain.
Howl for a vowel
a is for apples, didn’t you know?
e for electric, eggs and elbow.
i for an igloo a home that will freeze,
o is an octopus under the seas.
u an umbrella, a tent on a stick.
Here comes the rain. Put it up quick!
A is an apricot, like a peach that is small
E is an emu, a bird that is tall.
I an ice-cream, a sweet made from ice
O is an ogre, a giant – not nice!
U is a unicorn, a horse with a horn
But why is Y waiting and looking forlorn?
Lords of the Desert
The Tuareg ruled over the desert
The Sahara was once all their land,
But now nomad kingdoms have faded,
They’ve blown away with the sand.
The Sahara has sand that is moving
And changing its shape every day.
The dunes roll like waves on the seashore,
But the Tuareg can still find their way.
Faces protected from sandstorms
By scarves of deep midnight blue.
The sun and stars guide their footsteps,
But their paths are hidden from view.
Camels, like ships full of treasure,
Sailed the sand in past days of old.
From the south where the jungles are steaming
To Cairo they carried their gold.
Today the tents of the nomads
Like desert waters are rare.
How long till the last journey’s ended
And the Tuareg just are not there?
Benny the blenny
A blenny is a small fish that you can find in rock pools at the seaside.
Benny the blenny
Lives down by the beach.
He swims between seaweed
To keep out of reach.
He dives into shadows
He hides by the shade.
His home is a rock pool
The sea tides have made.
He battles with crabs.
If they nip him, he fights.
He shrugs at the shrimps,
Till they’re close, then he bites.
I don’t know if blennies
Sleep when it’s dark.
If they do, I bet Benny
Will dream he’s a shark.
I saw a great grey grizzly bear
His old fur once was brown
He tore up all the dustbins
of the houses in the town
He came out of the forest,
he left his lair behind.
He came to share the spare food
that was eaten by mankind.
I stared with my binoculars
as I sat upon a chair
People ran and locked their doors,
but the bear he didn’t care.
Then from one house a pair of friends
sneaked out for a dare
But they soon ran back inside their door,
when his growl blared through the air.
A bear in town is very rare
and soon he turned to go
All he left was memories, mess,
and footprints in the snow.