We have been writing poems about Wellington. We will share our poems with Class 11 at St Giles School, Lincoln, UK http://class11stgiles.blogspot.co.nz/
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Windy Wellington
By Sam
The sky is blue, the wind is free,
The air is surrounding everywhere ‘round me,
On every good day, bet
You can't beat Wellington on a good day.
The sun is up, the sea is down,
The sun glitters all over town,
The people say hey,
You can’t beat Wellington on a good day,
The sea is down, the night is black,
Calm and heavy you'll follow the track,
On every good day, bet
You can't beat Wellington on a good day!
You Can’t Beat Wellington On Any Day
By George
Some days you can chill at the beach,
And the bad weather is out of reach.
But the other days are not so nice,
The rain pouring, no blue sky.
Then there are the middle days,
With multiple things like Te
So simply Wellington is the best,
Better than all the rest!
Wellington
By Jack H
The wind screams in my face
Trees fall on the road
Leafs spins around like a green tornado
The sky is grey
Why is Wellington so windy?
You Can Never Beat Wellington On a Good Day
By Betty
The clouds bounce across the pacific sky
The ocean gently touches the sand
The summer breeze blows the beautiful trees elegantly
The sun is scorching the bay
That's why you can’t beat Wellington on a good day!
The clouds are fading away
Divers diving in the sea
What time is it, I can't see
It's the afternoon now, it’s hot, why did I wear long sleeves?
Now I say “can't we go to scorcher bay?”
That is why you can't beat Wellington on a good day
The sea whimpers through the night
Now I'm getting frost bite
Now that's the start of a bad day, but I say
You can't beat Wellington on a good day!!
Wellington Custard
By Gretel
Ice- cream,
Lets Scream,
It’s sunny,
I can spend some money,
Down at the Dairy,
The shopkeepers hairy,
He gives me some rice,
With some pet mice,
The birds are chirping,
And something's murking,
Then the rain comes,
And the supermarket is filled with moms.
WELLINGTON CUSTARD!!!
Wellington Poem from Matariki on Vimeo.
