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Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in silver feathered sleep
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.


By Walter de la Mare

Here is the class performance poem. The classteacher will work on this with you during September.


The School Kid’s Rap

Miss was at the blackboard writing with her chalk

When suddenly she stopped in the middle of her talk

She snapped her fingers, snap! snap! snap!

Pay attention children and I’ll teach you how to rap.


She picked up her a pencil, she started to tap,

All together children, now clap! clap! clap!

Just get the rhythm, just get the beat

Drum it with your fingers, stamp it with your feet.


That’s right children, keep in time,

Now we got the rhythm, all we need is the rhyme

This school is cool, Miss Grace is ace,

Strut your stuff with a smile on your face.


Snap those fingers, tap those toes,

Do it like they do on the video shows,

Flap it! Slap It! Clap! Snap! Clap

Let’s all do the school kids’ rap!

by John Foster