Young Writers Club meets on Mondays after school in the library with Miss Colborne-Lilley from 3.30 - 4.30
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The poppies glisten.
We all start to listen
To the man giving the speech,
About the soldiers we all preach.
He starts:
Bullets fly around like darts
Rifles bang in the air
Everyone thinks it is unfair.
Men all strike dead,
While the women worry on their beds
Posters are everywhere
Fifteen-year olds joining,
Again, that's unfair.
The bloody gore fills their young eyes.
They will not live to laugh with the guys.
They do not know it yet
But help will be what they want to get.
Luckily some survived
But unluckily, many died
And their loved ones could not bare
Once again, that’s unfair.
Jesse Year 7
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