Thomas O'Neill

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Forest Wonderland

Animated animals

eating screeching eskimos

in a dark yellow red old wicked

piece of a forest.

Dirty old trees munch away

at little wicked rabbits.

Ice coloured leaves

devoured dirty old wolves.

 

 

 

The Letter

 

Dear Mr Jones

If you don’t pay up we will send the Hardy boys round

to slaughter your family

WE HAVE YOUR WIFE. FOLLOW THE CLUES IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN.

It rhymes with tick but it’s not tock. It was here but now it's gone the letter you are looking for is s.

Don’t be scared of what you see - it could be an illusion

or it might be me……..

 

 

 

When Blues made the Playoffs

 

I skidded for joy

Across the polished floor

I smacked the boy

Stole his toy

My face was red as the sun at dawn

A smudgy smile slid across my circular head

'Yippee-yahoo', I cowboyed to the wooden floor

The floor said nothing

It supports Forest

 

 

Play-Off Semi-finals

 

It was kind of cold

St Andrews was squash-packed

Cheering faces waiting for their team.

I was in the middle of the bendy Tilton

My Dad next to me; excited 'we're going up'

Booming atmosphere; happy shouts, going up, going up; like the Blues.

 

It was going alright

Tense, tense, good goals, every one.

A couple of misses but still it came down to

Sudden Death

 

It was going alright

Until Chris Holland

Took two steps up to the hall

Like a bird with his flappy feet, softly, hardly moving the ball

 

Saved easily, nowhere near

 

I knew, when the goalie threw the ball in the air,

Not in the goal; it was going up going up

 

I watched it, and dropped

By the wall in front of the pitch,

Fainted, like my hopes

And stayed down, like the Blues.

 

 

 

BAD HAIR DAY

 

I woke up this morning with my hair on end

I thought I was going around the bend.

In the afternoon it got even worse

I thought I was going to burst.

My hair stuck up I know I am a lad

My hair pushed me to far

And then it drove me mad

 

.

 

 

Rap

 

We're Birmingham City

We are the best

We're better than

All the..rest

 

We're going up

That's all you can say

Get with the rhythm

Say Yaaaaaa

 

We're the Bluesanator

The cruisanator

The bruisanator

We take the bashes off people

But still we go up oh ya.

 

WE'RE THE BLUES

 

[Written with Michael Parry]

 

 

Something's there

 

There's something there

Down below

Do you know what to do?

He's a

Bilgantic

Stinknormous

Stench-mountain

 

He's coming

What will I do?

Here he…..…..

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

 

A Scary Monster

 

There's a monster in the house

I don't know what to do

I have not got a clue

What I should do.

 

He has gone upstairs

With two teddy bears

 

There he is though

He is only my DAD

 

 

The World's Gone Nuts

 

I woke up this morning

The world's gone nuts

I saw a pink man

Showing his butt

 

I went outside

I saw a man

In a pink dress

And a woman with a beard

Walking weird

 

The world's gone nuts

 

[Written with Sam Jarvis]

 

 

Mad Day

 

I woke up this morning

Feeling a wreck

I grabbed a mirror

To have a check

To my suspense

There was nothing there

Except for loads

Of hair

Sticking up everywhere.

 

[Written with Sam Jarvis]

 

 

The Circus

 

One day when I was young

I went to the circus and saw

People wearing funny clothes

And then I met a pretty girl

Dressed so weird I thought she was insane

I was going to kiss her, but she moved out of the way

I kissed an old woman instead

And fainted dead

I woke up next morning

With burning lips

I felt like I was dead

 

[Written with Michael Parry]

 

 

 

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