Poetry Blogs (school times)
My day at school
wasn't something you'd call as cool
until it was time to eat my bun
and chat with my friends - that was fun
It was time to study but I longed for a 5 star or a munch
Oh, How much I waited for the bell of lunch
I ate a snack and traded one
And then went to basement for a run
Finally it was time to run away
I rushed out shouting hooray!
Saturday 17th February 2018 3:58 am
We went to your old school,
in an area where crime is rife and drug dealers think they rule the streets.
What do you think when you see your old school?
Are your memories good or bad?
Were you bullied like me? Or have lots of friends?
Do you want to go back in time and spend a day in your school,
in your favourite lesson?
If so, what lesson?
Thursday 8th November 2012 7:43 pm