To March by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) Dear March, come in! How glad I am! I looked for you before. Put down your hat — You must have walked — How out of breath you are! Dear March, how are you? And the rest? Did you leave Nature well? Oh, March, come right upstairs with me, […]
The Frog . Be kind and tender to the frog And do not call him names As ‘Slimy Skin’, or ‘Polly Wig’, Or likewise ‘Ugly James’ Or ‘Gap-a-grin’ or ‘Toad-gone-wrong’, Or ‘Billy Bandy-knees’: The Frog is justly sensitive To epithets like these. No animal will more repay A treatment kind and fair; At least so […]
Touchline shouting, that’s all I ever hear, I’m so confused and filled with fear. I’m only ten years old and football should be fun, But with all this noise I don’t know which way to run. “Get back in defence!” my manager shouts. Dad shouts, “Get up front and deal with these louts!” Loud mouth […]
