Roses are red
violets are blue
monkeys like you should be in the zoo
don’t worry you’ll find me there too
not in a cage but laughing at you.

This poem was written/submitted by Funny Bird Delivers.

My Cat, My Cat
Oh, how my cat hates that rat,
But, when he is in that barn,
Boy with all of that yarn,
There is no telling when he will come out of the barn!

This poem was written/submitted by Kaff.

I was waiting at the bus stop
For the number four
But when it finally reached me
It said “Sorry can’t take no more”

I’ve picked up so many passengers
They are hanging out the door
They are sitting three to a seat
And squashed upon the floor

I’ve got old Mavis Trotter
Who’s been out to get her tea
She’s bought up half the supermarket
And takes up six seats you see

And then the United football team
Are crammed in across the back
The coach keeps blowing his whistle
As he swings from the luggage rack

Old Dr Green has trouble walking
Because his patients are far and wide
His bunions are playing up terrible
And there’s a limp in his stride

He’s on his way to the hospital
With Mrs Haycainth Green
Whose son Billy has got chicken pox
And the largest spots you’ve seen

Then there’s the local ballet school
Who are pirouetting in the aisle
Today they are starring in a show
With their teacher Miss Ima V. Agile

I mustn’t forget Mrs Eggerton Pink
Who’s car has broken down
She taking her seven St Bernards
To the vets at the end of town

And finally there is the boat club
Who are going on a weekend trip
They’ve rucksacks are stuffed full
Of things to take on their ship

And so you see we have no room
So please don’t make a fuss
Cos if you wait just a little while
There’ll soon be another bus

This poem was written/submitted by Phyliss.

Cwazy?
I was cwazy wonce,,,,deh’ put me in a rwoom.
and in dat rwoom, der’ was a dot.
i townted dat dot: one. one. one.
it dwove me cwazy!!!
cwazy? I was cwazy wonce…

This poem was written/submitted by cloejean.

Roses are red
violets are blue
monkeys like you should be in the zoo
dont worry u’ll find me there too
not in a cage… but laughing at you!!

This poem was written/submitted by Sharna chadwick.

The roses are wilted
The violets are dead
The sugar bowl is empty
And so is your head

Cazy?
I was crazy once.
they locked me in a LOONEY bin.
I died.
They burried me.
There were worms.
They tickled.
They nearly drove me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once.
They locked me in a LOONEY bin…….