Finish This Poem – “Lunch”

I sit with all my colleagues
Each afternoon at one.
We show what’s in our lunchbox
It’s quite a lot of fun.
A weekly social catch-up
It always lifts my mood;
The problem is, they always point
And snicker at my food.

See, Rachel, she brings bento
And Mark brings peas and rice.
And Lewis? He brings tacos
All loaded up with spice.
I don’t know why they laugh at ME,
The food I bring is great:

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Finish This Poem – “Grandma’s Birthday”

Next week is Grandma’s birthday.
I thought I’d buy a horse.
She loves a lot of creatures
She’d love this too, of course.
It turns out they’re expensive,
I had to change my mind,
But what I bought her’s BETTER,
I think that’s what you’ll find.

Next week is Grandma’s birthday,
At first I’d no idea.
But then—a thought just struck me—
I’ll buy her lots of beer!
Alas, she doesn’t drink it,
My thought was not so great.
Besides, I cannot buy it,
Because I’m only eight.

Next week is Grandma’s birthday
And though I am quite poor,
I tipped out my whole piggy bank
Onto my bedroom floor.
Eleven dollars fifty,
I counted it with glee,
So guess what I got Grandma?!

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Finish This Poem – “Grandpa”

My Grandpa is peculiar.
He’s ninety-eight years old.
He wears his gumboots all day long
(He says it’s ‘cos he’s cold.)
He grumbles at the postman
Cos “stamps cost too much cash.”
And what is Grandpa’s favorite food?
It’s pea and chocolate mash.

My Grandpa is an oddball
He yells at hawks and crows.
And when I asked him why, one day,
He said he doesn’t know.
He likes to chew on gum leaves
He hates “that darn TV.”
The oddest thing of all though is,

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Finish This Poem – “Disaster”

“Oh NO!” I shouted sadly.
A great calamity!
A terrible disaster!
A rotten tragedy!
I felt my fingers clenching,
My shoulders slumping down.
Oh, how could this have happened?
My smile became a frown.

“What’s wrong?” my buddy asked me.
“Is everything alright?”
I shook my head quite sadly.
No, things weren’t looking bright.
“Oh something shocking’s happened,
It’s terrible, you see, …”

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