Yesterday you rushed to the cliffs, killed them, rushed back and came downstairs when Carlos started weeping. And you told Michael that Carlos was courting with some Corrine
Home Sweet Home
Anna walked into the room. Betty was right behind her. Then both girls saw something that made them scream. ‘What is that Anna?’ wailed Betty. She wanted to run out of the house but her legs were frozen.
Times in Goa
I went over to my neighbours’ and we walked to the park, And soon we were going down the slide, The sun was still casting golden light all around, ‘Ah, the times in Goa,’ I smiled and sighed.
My Poetry Collection
Then was whispering all through the night, Now is staring into empty space, But in between was flinging things at you, Mascara running down the face. Remember how you made it a nightmare?
Mr. Jumble at the Pool
They went red and ran back to the changing rooms to put their swimming suits the correct way around. They came back soon and this time they were greeted with a volley of complaints.
Mr. Jumble goes Fishing
Mr. Jumble kept the fish basket in the fishing rod’s place, the old stinky boot on the table and went to wash his hands. When Mrs. Jumble saw the boot on the table she gave out a yell.
Mr. Jumble and the Sugarcane
The farmer was down in the field and Mr. Jumble yelled out his thanks. Then he went home. He gave his wife the sugarcane and with a contented sigh, went right back to sleep in his comfy arm chair.
Life in the Shoes of a Shoe
It all started when we were taken off the shelves from an expensive shoe store in London by a rich man. He picked me off first and looked at me, turning me over and over.
Life’s so boring…But is it?
He is suspected for helping the enemy with their calculations and sums. He was one of the smartest scientists of our country. If he helps them, then we’re doomed.
Memories
I remember that feeling, The excitement, the anticipation, Packing last minute stuff, About to be part of another nation.2 a.m. and I’m up and about, Patting my dog, giving Grandpa one last hug,
