The sun is like your face
but its not a disgrace
so many people look up to it
and then they change their ways
and got eat macas with surprise
how many times did you see that sun
omg its an ugly one..

Written/Submitted by chloe whittington.

There was an Old Person of Tring,
Who embellished his nose with a ring;
He gazed at the moon,
Every evening in June,
That ecstatic Old Person of Tring.

Written/Submitted by Edward Lear.

I hide in the shadows in day,
and come out at night
to stalk my prey .
i’m am inubis god of death
and you are my slave.

Written/Submitted by jonah beer.

I drove my car
down the tar
to the bar

I walking in
put my car in the bin

As i sat down
i looked outside to the town

I saw in the bar
A lot of sheep
The sheep went baa
and high in the air i’d leap

Poor Mr Sar
The sheep drove him crazy
Though he was lazy.

As the sheep went BAA BAA
I went LAA LAA
It was a long song

As an hour went past
On my arm was a cast
From the evil sheep
Though now they were asleep

They drank too much beer
I was in the clear
But poor Mr Sar
He still was crazy
Though the nice sheep gave him a daisy.

I drove my car
down the tar
But not o the bar
But home.

To end this poem
The sheep were the new owners of the bar.

This poem was written/submitted by kelly neuendorf.