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When I am Old When I am old don't expect me to like having pains When I am old I can scare little children and take all their candy. When I am old I'll pretend I'm deaf. I will start annoying people and trip them up with my stick. When I am old I'll have wheelchair races Pretend I'm dead in the street Scare them when I wake up. When I am old I will eat lots of sweets Suck them until my lips go numb Then I'll dream I'm young again. by Ellis Lane, aged 8
You! You! Your cheeks are like red strawberries; You! Your eyes are like shooting stars; You! Your hair is like a rainbow; You! Your finger nails are like buttercups; You! Your lips are like red roses. by Arianwen Fields, aged 6
The Magic Box I will put in my box the first breath of a baby killer whale; The last true laugh of the queen; The first smile from a baby to it's mother; The sparkling fire from a Chinese dragon. I will put in by box the swish of a unicorn's tail; The roar of a lion pouncing on its prey; The howl of a werewolf from the forest deep and dark; The wing of a butterfly wrapped in silk. I will put in my box a caterpillar's cacoon; The sting of a jelly fish and the poison from a snake; The grunt of a troll. My box is created from silver and gold The corners, from the blood of a dragon magical and powerful. The outside is lined with lies from the dead. The hinges are made from the a unicorn's tail. I will ride on the back of a dolphin in my box, surfing the many waves of the seven seas; and he will leave me on the sparkling beach where I found him. By Megan Fields, aged 9