Oh, the dinosaur in my bedspread is real!
It drank the water in the fishtank,
it chased the cat under my bed,
and then I had to dial.
But it ate the telephone wire,
it broke the ornaments in the wardrobe,
and ate the glass sphere I got for my birthday!
I'm afraid he'll start a fire!
He jumped down my window
on to the flower bed in the backyard,
and ate the cabbage in the patch!
Now he's eating the branches of a willow!
He frightened the people on the pavement,
and ran after them eagerly
with his enormous tongue hanging out!
Now he's eating the food in Little Zament!
He ran into my room,
and lay near the bedspread with sad eyes.
A flash and it disappeared
with a loud noise that went 'BOOM!'
By HasiVA
1st June 2008
YOU ARE READING
Ink On Paper
PoetryThis is a collection of my poems. None of them are arranged in any particular order, but the dates are recorded, so I would advice considering my age when I wrote these. Enjoy! =D