BRIANS POETRY FOR CHILDREN

What to Do About Nana When Nana goes to sleep at night, We close all the windows and doors. We put cotton wool in our ears Because our Nana snores. She snores so loud it shakes the house Frightening our neighbours next door They thought there was an earthquake So they all hid under the floor Another time she snored so loud That our ears and noses turned red Now everyone runs for cover When poor old Nana heads to bed. Yes our Nana is known for snoring. She's known all over town. Even power saws and freight trains   Can’t baffle our Nana down She's noisier than a motor bike,   And louder than a thunder clap. Oh my god, we have to go because IT’S TIME FOR  NANA'S  NAP QUICK RUN EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! photo by CHRISTINE EVANS

The boy stood on the burning deck His legs all a-quiver He started to cough  His leg fell off And floated down the river His other leg now on fire Made him jump and run His pants fell down Then he ran around Slipping on his bum The boy stood nude upon the deck No clothing could he feel  He yelled with a shout But his teeth came out Snapping at his heels The boy stood on the burning deck  Trying to save his boat His teeth burnt and yellow  Let out a bellow  Then lurched for his throat Grabbing his teeth off his neck He threw them out to sea The rotten things Began to sing "O WOE IS ME. O WOE IS ME"