...Some Rhyme and Metre...

...otherwise known as doggerel or rap...

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Poetry is fun

So pull up your thumb.

It's one rhythm and rhyme

With words and it's sound.

Listen to this peace

And figure out this crease

Poems are fun and understanding your health.

So use your brain

The centre of the chain.

If you remember so well this poem in time

You know you'll have the skill to rhyme.

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Clothes are flying in the air
The wind is blowing through my hair
Our old tree is falling apart
Branches flying like paper darts
The old tree is coming out of the ground
Ouch! My ears! The crunching sound!
This is scary I'm going inside
I'm going to hide
It's hard to walk on moving floor
Oh man!  There goes the door!

I sat on my cat

That made it go flat.

I stood on it's tail

I couldn't inhale.

I squashed his eyes

And said "what a disguise".

My cat had died

And I had to cry.

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Smoke Free Rap
By J and T  (10 years)

Smoke, smoke free
Is the way to be
All you homey-gees
Better be smoke free

You got no hope
If you're gonna smoke dope
So be cool
At Flaxmere School

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SMOKE FREE

Be a winner not a loser
'Cos a winner is a chooser
…Let's all choose to be
                              SMOKE FREE !
There'll ALWAYS be losers - could BE chick or bloke
Who can't WAIT to light up, their VERY first smoke
They THINK that the danger is ALL just a joke
They THINK it's no worse than just DRINKing a coke
They DON'T even care when the SMOKE makes them choke !

YES ! Now is the time
To join in and rhyme
Be brave and say I'M SMOKE FREE !

But IF you're a loser and YOU smoke a fag
You'll ONLY be proving that YOU'RE a real drag
Your BREATH'll be making the OTHER'S all gag
And YOU will soon look like a WRINKLED old hag
'Cos SMOKE-sucking miserable MOUTH muscles sag!

By a teacher