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What is this place?


Doctors, Nurses rushing everywhere,
Hurrying here and there
Machine go beep ,beep , beep
People run to have a peep

It's white all a round,
Patients wearing frowns
Sitting white as a sheet,
Others wanting something to eat

Visitors arriving with smiles on their faces
Leaving after seeing sad cases
What kind of place could seem so fatal?
Of course it must be a hospital

           The End
              By Eileen Patton.

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School


School isn't really cool
The worst thing the teacher's rule
Some time's the children are bad
So the teacher's get really mad
I some time's have to do a test
The math's one's are the best.

When it is break time
You will hear the bell chime
We get to go outside
Some people go and hide
You can play with a ball
Most people cry when they fall.

The teacher's ring the bell
Stories we want to tell
But the teacher will say
Go straight away
And hang your coat on the hook
Then bring out your English book

Dinner time's over back in class
Finish our work very fast
It's Art time the teacher calls
We'll draw a picture about how the season falls
The school ends at a quarter past three
Now we'll go home and get our tea.

The End
By Caroline Devine
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