L The beautiful tree I saw a reflection of how we all should be The bright lights reflects our good mood The dark leaves

I wanted to visit the Milky Way I wanted to see the galaxy The planets The stars The shooting comets I wanted to take the Earth with me

I look up to the ice cold wave cave You cannot imagine the sheer height The cold and colours of blue and white that glisten like crystals

Lady Grey She is a flamboyant elegant lady Both in her looks, her taste and aroma Her fresh loose leaves of freshly brewed tea Just hit

The unusual tree You are a beautiful tree You are more than you seem You could be a ballerina in her lead role of the Nutcracker

She is an ice beauty Her blue ice hair catches the breeze She is an adventurer She rides her icy bicycle in the snowy mountains

Today was a day A day to remember It was sunny and hot We ate out Roast dinner In these new times bloody expensive

I just ate It had a sweet buttery bottom It crumbled shortbread as I touched Caramel centre Do wickedly sweet

Flowers and rainbows Both natural When the rain falls The raindrops tumble and fall You look to the sky A rainbow appears

A ladybird it crossed my path It was lucky I never stood on it It would have made me cry I would’ve heard the ladybird

You freaked me out It was such a shock Are you human or banana? When you peeled back your skin and let me in

Someone bought me an amazing tree It didn’t grow fruit It didn’t have flowers It wasn’t made of gold It wasn’t made of honey

Citroen CV Every time I see one It brings back happy memories for me My fab Auntie Mag owned a blue Citroen CV She was artistic and clever

The 326 year old tree For most of those years it grew freely Grew up to be strong, tall and beautiful Held its own weight

got caught up in the love of your boat The hard working fisherman They look like really nice looking blokes

Hearts come in all forms We grow our own heart from being born

I can see the smokey pink rose I smell the scent I go to touch a petal I reach outer

Marquis de Rabbit The famous Artist of the Rat Artist The rat has flare He wears a pair of red Doc Martins He wears a black beret

Tonight in the moonlight and purple sky I held the moon in my hand It was amazing and a beautiful sight

Tonight you bled Your eyes bloodshot You must be burning hot A fierce temperature You cry tears The bloody red moon