The Hard Life of a Conker
It's hard to be a conker
Picked up from the ground in autumn
Hole drilled through your middle
String knotted so you hang,
Then BANG! BANG! BANG!
Until you split -
The end of it.
by Ivan Jones.
Here is the class performance poem. The classteacher will work on this with you during September.
Years 1 & 2 Class Poem
Pirate Pete
had a ship on the sea
had a fish for his tea
had a peg for a knee
and a tiny little parrot called…Polly
Pirate Pete
had a book with a map
had a skull on his cap
had a cat on his lap
and another little parrot called…Dolly
Pirate Pete
had a trunk full of treasure
had a belt made of leather
had a cap with a feather
and another little parrot called…Jolly
Pirate Pete
had a patch on his eye
had a flag he would fly
had a plank way up high
and another little parrot called…Molly
So, Pirate Pete
and the parrots four
they sailed the world
from shore to shore –
collecting gold
and gifts galore.
And that’s their tale –
there is no more!
by James Carter