Handy to know

Our hands are our tools.Our hands give out rules.They can help a man,they can build a dam.Our hands can help us further –our hands can commit murder.Our hands can pick up.Our hands can tell others to shut up.Hands that tell the time.Hands that can make a ryhme.

My favourite dish

By Mark Quinn My favourite dish Dish of the day,that’s what I say;I’ll make it in my bowl of clay.What shall I have? Hummus and peas?Go on then, yes please!I’ll pick some berries from the treesand get some beans from the deep freeze.I’m a vegan,so no cheese please.I’ll use my favourite spoon.Enjoy your dinner, I’llContinue reading “My favourite dish”

The street poem

Walking down the street,cobbled stones beneath my feet.Houses built from stone and brick,the nosey neighbours don’t miss a trick.The street has only one blossoming tree;where the birds and wildlife are set free.On the street there are no cars;just happy people selling treatsstuffed into marmalade jars.On the street nothing happens that’s tragic –because the street isContinue reading “The street poem”


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