Kids Poems To Make You Think, Ponder, Blink & Wonder

Have you ever been chased around the Kissing Tree? Maybe you've been the chaser! Click the linkabug and spill the beans on the PS4K blog.

Becky Bond is in my class
I really hate her loads
She tried to hold my hand at play
I wish she would explode

Chased me round the Kissing Tree
I hate her quite a lot
Caught me, hugged me, pecked my cheek
I wish she'd sink in snot

Told me answers in the test
Don't like her very much
Then passed me sweets beneath the desk
Ignored her girly touch

I got caught, she took the blame
She's all right I suppose
Said I'd lend her my sharpener
As long as no one knows

Loves The Simpsons, I do too!
She's quite nice I suppose
Said I could keep her Krusty pen
My best friend even knows

Scored a hat-trick after lunch
I like her quite a bit
Stood up to Banga in year 6
I like her I admit

Burped in science, got told off
I like her quite a lot
She's coming mine on Saturday
The coolest friend I've got

Becky was off school today
Her family's had to move away
Miss peeled the name tag off her tray
I sat beneath our tree at play

No one chased me, no would could
Not like the way that Becky would
I gulped the lump back down my throat
Felt Krusty safe inside my coat

Sat next to her empty chair
Wished she was here or I was there
To laugh and joke, to run and fly
One final chase before goodbye

©2011 Mark C Bird

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