A collection of poetry
Some humorous, some sad and some joyful, but always from the heart.
"One day a little mouse
Got tired of living in my house
Tired of staying on the ground
In reach of vicious hounds
So out it set upon it's qu...
The Queen of hearts, She made some tarts All on a Summers day. The knave of hearts He stole those tarts And hid them far away.
He meant to have them dinner next day, But of course that rule he did not obey. The greedy old hoot Couldn't help sampling his loot.
Inside the stylish tarts Shaped like perfect hearts Lay a species of birds With beady black eyes A murder of crows Sure to cause the knave's demise.
And at first bite, those vicious crows Pecked off the knave's poor nose. The knave of hearts returned the tarts And complained to the king of his plight. The king let out a piercing laugh And the queen she said: "serves him right."
November 2016 (16 years old)
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* -* * * * * * Hi everyone this post is in honour of the beginning of my school holidays. I hurt my hand the other day and wasn't supposed to write, but as it usually goes when I'm not trying to write anything I get millions of ideas. So I scribbled this poem in barely legible handwriting on a scrap of paper and decided to publish it on wattpad. It is my first attempt at rewriting a nursery rhyme so I'd really appreciate it if you told me what you thought about it in the comments. Anne :-) P. S. Title courtesy of my mother.
