My Poem
This is my poem what I wrote:
Bingo
I'd so like a friend called Bingo Caruthers,
he'd be much more exciting than all the others.
He'd say "What ho!" and "Toodle Pip!"
and wear trousers with buttons instead of a zip.
He'd carry a cane and sport a deerstalker cap,
wear spats so his ankles won't show through the gap,
where his plus fours end and his brogues begin.
He'd be neither too rotund nor neither too thin!
He'd shout "Let's be merry!" and stride ever forth,
have a splendid brass compass, that always points North.
When he takes of his leave with a loud "Cheerio!"
all the rest of the crowd would cry, "Please don't go!"
I would think to myself, that my good friend Caruthers, such a reliable chap,
will be back directly he's finished his nap.
Twiz x (Hope you like it)