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| By punchy | ||||||||
| 25 November 2007 | ||||||||
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Having read my poems to some 9 year olds yesterday this was the alround favourite so I thought I would see what you guys think of it. please be as honest as you wish.. I did post it before for a few hours then changed my mind. My name is Wart and I worry a lot I worry my worrying won't ever stop I worry at home and I worry at school I worry 'bout crying or looking a fool I worry outside, I worry bout worms That they'll get in my pants and leave me with germs I worry 'bout Mrs Doolally at school She won't let you go to the toilet at all I worry that when we play games in P.E. That everyone else will get picked except me. In assembly at school when we're doing a play I worry that no one will know what to say My name is Wart and I worry a lot I worry that I will be lost or forgot I worry at night so I can't get to sleep But nothing will help, " no not silly sheep" My mum tells me off says, "you worry to much" But she doesn't know, she's well out of touch My tummy gets sore when I think about things Like flying or dying or insects that sting I worry my mum will hoover my room And all of my stuff will get sucked up the broom I worry that when I am naughty at home That no one will love me and I'll be alone. But recently things have been starting to change It feels really nice, but it feels really strange When we went to beach and we played with the ball I had so much fun, didn't worry at all And after the swim class I started last week I got into bed and went straight to sleep When I went round to my friends house to play We built a huge den, didn't worry all day So now I have realised the more that I do And games that I play, the less I feel blue Miss Kindly at school said, " put up your hands If your worried about sitting your final exams" And when I looked left and right down my line Every ones hand was up, all except mine! So now that I know that all of my friends They worry as well but some still pretend To be brave and not care but I know they do Cos my name is Wart and I'm just like you!
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