School

October 9, 2005 by layboy7bs
Filed under: Short Stories

Hi my name is Mah Jong and there is always one thing on my mind. School. I hated it. Always a long boring day. Nothing to do or play. But today everything changed. I was walking to school when I saw a gang of my freinds, so I walked over. They were talking about how they thought school was fun, all their favourite lessons and their worst. I told them how I hated school and some of them looked taken aback. The leader told me that school helped you get a good job and earn lots of money. I thought about that all day at school and when I got home I asked my mum about it. She told me that it was true. Then from that day I always tried my best at school.

Postman pat

by layboy7bs
Filed under: Poetry

postman pat tripped over his cat, onto the mat and lost his hat, what do you think of that, he went splat!

winter

October 5, 2005 by cheesey nic nacs
Filed under: Poetry

Snow falls around you and its like a winter wonderland. The spruce trees are covered in a white blanket . The wind rustles the trees and it is peaceful, even though the harsh cold bites at you and turns your lips blue you feel warm inside, as you walk back to your log cabin and warm fire.

Where does Mr Micklewright go?

October 4, 2005 by Bensonator
Filed under: Poetry

Where does Mr Micklewright go?

Where does Mr Micklewright go?
when its 4′0clock
Does he live in a great big house?
And does he where his socks.

Does he live with other people?
Has he a mum or dad
was he ever a little boy?
And was he ever bad!

Does he wear pyjamas?
And does he watch T.V.
And does he even pick his nose?
The same as you and me.

Did he ever lose his school books?
Did he ever leave his greens
did he scribble on the desktops?
Did he wear dirty old jeans.

These are many Questions
We’ve been wanting to know,
So please tell us Mr Micklewright
Before we have to go!