Boy in My Playground

There's a Boy in my Playground

who's always chucking stones

There's a Boy in my Playground

who says he'll break my bones!

There's a Boy in my playground

who everybody hates

Nobody wants to play with him

He hasn't any mates

He's always telling stories

Or making up big lies

He's always teasing little Girls

Ignoring when they cry

He's always chasing smaller Boys

But they just run and hide

or they go and find a Teacher

in whom they can confide

He often gets detention

he never takes the blame

His usual excuses are always just the same

"Miss I didn't do it"

"Miss it wasn't me"

"It was those kids over there

Can't you see?"

"He threw stones at me first

and so I threw one back"

"I haven't got a clue how that window got a crack!"

"It's not fair,

I always get the blame

Damn you Teachers,you're all just the same!"

The Fly

A Fly flew

                in

                                    my window

                                                         and

                                           Buzzed

                       around

         my

                     Head

                                        But 

                                                   then

                                                                he 

                                                 headed

                                   for

                                            my

                                                        Shoe

                                                                         where

                                                                                I

                                                                squashed

                                                him

                                  DEAD!

Little Brother

Boys are horrible

Girls are the best

I've got a little Brother

Who really is a PEST!

His face is always DIRTY

His hands are NEVER clean

The sort of habits he has

Just make me want to SCREAM

He likes to hunt for Insects

Then squash them with his Shoe

I wish I had an answer

What is a Girl to do?

He takes my Toys and BREAKS them

He doesn't want his own

He says that he'll return them

and only wants to loan

He brings his friends back home to play

They end up in my room

The state they like to leave it in...

you'd need a giant Broom!

Why did God make little Boys?

He sent them as a test

Oh why is my kid brother

Just like all the rest?

The Victim

She's over in the corner

sitting on her own

Pretending not to care

when other children moan

It doesn't matter anyhow

she's used to it alot by now

They call her names and love to tease

"Urgh! Sally Taylor's got the Fleas"

"Run away, don't go too near

or she'll infect you too we fear

She smells so horrid, like Rotten Eggs

and look at her long skinny legs!"

Girls, they try to pick a fight

But Sally tries with all her might

to find an answer to her plight

She knows she'll not sleep well tonight

One day the teasing will surely end

and maybe then she'll find a friend?

Until that day she'll wait and hope

that she will find the strength to cope

© A.Elibol

(Dedicated to all victims of Bullying everywhere)

After the Dark (a dedication to My Dad)

We sat, watching him breath

Slowly in and out

Regular at first

He looked comfortable

But his eyes were tightly shut

We sat talking, to bide away the time

Waiting for his eyes to open

To recognise us

To talk to us

Just to give some sort of response

Nurses came and went

Checking this and that

Only talking if asked a question

Disclosing little information

The clockhands slowly turned

Relatives came and went

but to other patients

Some glanced over at him

Sympathetic to our plight

Gradually his breathing changed

Not regular like before

Rasping, more shallow

Breath in, wait a few seconds

Then out again

Not wanting to worry the other

We changed the subject

Talked smalltalk

But that didn't work

We checked his breathing once again

It was hardly audible now

Could just about detect the in from the out

I called the Nurse, to ask her advice

She pulled the curtain around him

Shutting us out, leaving us guessing

Eventually she emerges

The news is not good

Could be a few hours or less

He is slipping away from us

NO!

We weren't prepared for this news

She cries softly, I cry too

We thought he was getting better

This can't be the end

All is lost and

my Dad is dying before my eyes

I sit there helpless

We start to talk to him again

Willing him to open his eyes

To hear our words of comfort and love

But nothing changes

That night, before our eyes

He passed away

Taking with him all our happy memories

of good times we'd spent together

and after the darkness

came the Dawn of a new day

a difficult day to face

without my dear old Dad

© A.Elibol

The NHS (National Health Service)

A war has broken out 

and it concerns the NHS

It's causing many arguments

and causing lots of stress

Cameron and Milliband

are at it Head to Head

But if they don't sort this dreadful mess

Soon more will end up dead!

There seems to be an outbreak

Especially of 'Spin'

Though whichever side has the most of it

will probably win!

Now if you'd like an operation

Why not visit a Euro Nation?

They'll whizz you there on the Eurorail

Unlike our trains, which resemble a Snail

In a private room, your own TV

There's plenty of Wine, not boring old Tea

Followed up by good cuisine

not a plate of Sausages and the humble Bean!

Come on MP's, get your act sorted out

The Brits are growing impatient

Can't you hear them shout?

Hurry up and sort this mess

You need to cure the NHS!

© A.Elibol

Exam Results

For weeks you've been worried

how well you have done

Pacing the floors and fretting to Mum

It hasn't been easy, but now that day's here

Will the news be as bad as you fear?

The Postman arrives, letter drops to the floor

You hesitate first, then rush to the door

Terrible feelings of doubt cross your mind

Not knowing the results in the letter you'll find

What if it's good news? What if it's bad?

The anticipation is driving you mad!

You tear at the envelope, you just need to know

Will it be off to Uni you'll go?

You sigh with relief, "I've done it !" you cry

Over in the corner, Mum gives a sigh

Your dreams have come true, your future more bright

So it's off out with friends to celebrate tonight!

Toothache

Mum, I've got a toothache

It's causing me such pain

I didn't sleep a wink last night

It's driving me insane

I'm frightened that the Dentist

will want to pull it out

and if he causes too much pain

I know I'll scream and shout

If I know he's gentle

I'll go there willingly

Oh please, please hold my hand Mum

and say you'll stay with me

© A.Elibol

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School Trip -part 2

Monday morning soon came around

and Class 2A assembled in the School Playground

Chattering loudly, as the Headmaster spoke

Teacher walked over and gave Joe a poke

When he had finished, they boarded the Bus

Grabbing their seats and making a fuss

"I wanted that seat right there at the back!

So give me it now or I'll take your Rucksack"

"I'm telling Miss if you kick me again

so stop it right now or I won't be your friend"

Once they were settled, the Teacher sat down

Then on came the Driver, wearing a frown

He looked at the faces, all looking so sweet

Gave them a snarl, then sat down in his seat

Soon they set off and the chattering started

That was until cheeky Ben Miller farted!

The Girls, they did scream and the Boys, they did shout

"OPEN THE DOORS PLEASE. WE HAVE TO GET OUT!"

The Coach driver halted and opened the doors

He was getting a headache and needed a pause

One hour later they reached London Zoo

All looking forward to what they would do

The Teacher, she told them to go and have fun

but to meet up again for their Picnic at one

Jane and her friends decided to see

the friendly Gorilla and bright Chimpanzees

Whilst George and his friends went in search of the Goats

who ate up their picnics..and then ate their coats!

Ian decided to open a door

whereupon Ants flooded onto the floor

The women and children all ran about screaming

whilst angry Attendants had to set about cleaning

It took them some time to clear up the mess

in between comforting those in distress

Whilst young Billy Taylor went to stroke an Alligator

Just his clothes were recovered nearly 3 days later

By the end of the day Class 2A were tired

"Where is Billy?" the Teacher enquired

Nobody knew then of young Billy's fate

and then when they did it was 3 days too late!

The Teacher ,she swore that this trip to the Zoo

Would be the last one that she'd ever do

©A.Elibol

The School Trip

Class 2A, now listen here

Joe, take that pencil from your ear

DO IT NOW, I won't repeat!

Jane, take that elastic off your feet

Billy, sit down and listen clearly

or the rest of the class, they shall not hear me

I want to say (before I flip)

We're going on our Annual Trip

We thought this year that we would take you

to the big and famous London Zoo

George, what was that I heard you say

just now across the room to Faye?

You'd love to feed her to the Cats?

Ian, let go of Rinky's plaits

I want you all to take this letter

and get it signed, the sooner the better

Katie Perkins, close that desk

and pay attention, like the rest!

The trip, it will take place next Monday

No Aysha, I didn't say Sunday

Don't forget to bring a Packed Lunch

like sandwiches, Apples and Crisps to munch

Now pack up your books

as there goes the Bell

Oh dear, I'm starting to feel unwell!

You

Your smile 

lights up the darkest room

There is no need for light

on the darkest night

Your face

is a picture

Something beautiful to behold

I close my eyes and there you are

Your voice

is sweeter than Honey

and smoother than silk

I hear it wherever I go

You're one very special person

Unique in every way

So please don't change for anyone

That's how you should always stay

©A.Elibol

Remember

Remember the days

when we were quite young

We played outside

and had great fun

Nowadays kids are stuck indoors

with Playstations,Laptops

and too many toys

We loved to make Go-Karts 

to race down the street

Loved reading our Comics

that came out each week

Hop Scotch and skipping

we'd play with our mates

If we were lucky 

we'd have Jacko Skates

Now you have TV's and Computers too

But we had our games

 so had plenty to do

Oranges and Lemons

Yo yos and Hoops

Crochet and Knitting

and making French Loops

I'll always remember

and never forget

Those were the good days for children

You bet!

©A.Elibol