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George Jacob |
Grade 9 Our Own High School, Al Warqa'a S/o Roji Jacob George Computer Science, 1989 |
Medieval Fantasy How I wish I could travel back in time When chivalry was in its prime; The medieval ages would be great Fighting at the palace gates; Knights dueling on horseback Fighting until their armour cracked; Risking lives, slaying dragons Breaking down walls armed with cannons; Rescuing maidens from burning towers Welcomed back with wreaths of flowers; Searching for hidden treasure in the Caribbean Battling out with ruthless Barbarians; Braving dangers traveling alone Ready to explore the great unknown; Guided by the North Star Strumming away on the guitar; Sitting proudly at the Round Table Alas... All these seem like distant fables; Glancing back, it all seems great I could write more poems at this rate!!!!!!! |
Attack of the Toys It started at the stroke of midnight What I experienced was a terrible sight The toys seemed to come alive Just like bees swarming out of a beehive The toy soldiers cocked their guns Leading them was 3 inch Attila the Hun The basket balls were creating such a racket The monopoly coins jumped out of their packet The action figures surrounded my bed The plastic spider jumped onto my head The rubber shark bared its teeth Then something suddenly grabbed my feet The skipping rope bound me from head to toe I was getting shot at with a crossbow The Commando units began to move in With armored tanks and missiles within My R/C car went out of control And the Lego figures were on a patrol The king and Bishop of my chess set Started gambling and making bets Whether I would survive their wrath Or somehow escape from the spot Instinctively I sent out a piercing scream It was then I realized it was only a dream From then on I stopped watching horror movies at night After my experience this is what I have to write So treat your toys with utmost care Or it could be the end of you, Beware! |