Treasure Island

Sophie Shaw


Christmas is...


Christmas is fun,
Christmas is daring,
Christmas is loving,
Christmas is caring,

Sitting under the christmas tree,
A bunch of presents all staring at me,
One by one they look me in the eye,
Unwrap unwrap i quickly sigh,

Lots of food all nice and yum,
Waiting anxiously to be in my tum,
Tasty tasty,
No wastey wastey,

Time for games,
Time for fun,
This game, so easily won! !

Time a tidy,
Tidy away,
Ready for use another day,
Bye bye christmas,
Bye bye fun,
Night night everyone,
Bye bye sun!

Submitted: Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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