Friday, 4 May 2012

Going to the swimming pools.

On a cold autumn morning
we all went to the _pool
I do love swimming
and time off from school
Across the long grass
we wandered and walked
The girls at the back
went slowly and talked

Miss King shouted loudly
“Hurry up you  lot
And please remember to say
“I have” Not  “I got
We waited in a line
Just outside of the door
But poor old Bishop
Could wait no more

He picked up his bag
and ran over the road
Again Miss King shouts
“Get back here you toad

Right through the foyer
He ran with great pace
And everyone stared at
the smile on his face

Into the water  he jumped with a splash
A lifeguard was following as quik as a flash

Bishop spluttered and gasped
As he came up for air
Miss King shouted again
“Get over here !”

Kicking and paddling
he struggled to breath
Thank goodness the lifeguard
hadn’t decided to leave

He dragged the boy out
Laying him down on the  ground
Bishop opened his eyes
and looked all  around

Everyone pointed and
Everyone stared
Poor little Bishop felt
terribly  scared

He suddenly knew
he was a giant  fool
For he’d managed to leave
his togs in the pool


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