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Sir Can I eat this pie? Finish this drink? I’ve had a hair-cut Sir, what do you think? “But I only went out for a drink!!” Miss is Cool … But Sir, you’re stink – What are we doing today What Did he say? “You lot be quiet” Sir this mob, is about to riot […]

She stands at the altar Dress billowing in the wind She feels the nerves inside her And looks down at the single rose in her hand A red rose She waits there patiently, herself the minister And the rose, He will come … She looks down again and watches the petals They move gently in […]

I can’t write poems But I’ll give it a go I was at Kadience’s house when we decided To go to the snow It sounded like fun So we packed up the ute and off we went But not before we went to see My uncle Brent He loaded us up With snowboarding gear The […]

Lovely red rose Grows so sweetly Its petals are tidy And expand so neatly The sight is so beautiful As it sits there with life Lovely red rose Is just out of reach Your leaves are scented sweetly Like a peach Stacey & Tina

There, just standing So tall and big A beautiful reddy rose From a garden to our classroom Nearly to bloom This beautiful reddy rose The smell The scent Just making my nose Tingle with that pretty smell This beautiful reddy rose As I take my last look But the wind blew, it shook Now I […]

Red rose Smells good Red rose Looks great Red rose In a cup of water The symbol of love Red rose Soft and fluffy Red rose Red rose Anita

My head’s in the clouds I don’t know what I’m doing I feel lost and totally confused The distance between you and I is the distance my heart Cannot bear – Ray

I rang up John and said come for a ride He said No, I’m too tired I loaded up my bike on the ute out the gate I went, giving a toot I went and got John from the farm And on the way we had a yarn Once we got to the track all […]

Out in the morning off we go Standing, pedalling holding on, down the road to the bus I go on my BMX that had once shone Out on the road, jumping drains From one side to the bank Missing footing, hitting hard Wheels sank Old and worn seen better days Grey and blue-black handle bars […]

A pretty red rose Could also be white It’s beautiful, it’s pretty Fluorescent and bright It stands on it’s stem Beneath the ground Just a single red rose Staring at the light Te Aranui