Tony's Fun Poetry - Level 4


Poem number 23

GROUP 4

Dear Love
Faries
Splish Splash
Coo Coo Chin
Rats
Anti Dog
Hayman Chow
Bellaman Packer
Peggy Hill
Ordinary People
Arthur
Lady Brown
Chickins
Pidgeons
The New Car
Daisy
Crocodile
City
Albert
Dog Gone
Protection of Moths
Doobery Bird











Peggy Hill

Peggy Hill
 Is always ill,
She has tablets
 And powders and things
First it were legs
 Then it were backs
Her head
 Is never quite right,
Her doctors quite nice
 The chemist is too,
They deliver new pills
 By the sack,
Her nose is all runny
 Her eyes always wet,
Her handkerchiefs
 Come by the yard,
She'll never get well
 Try as she will,
Every new potion,
 That's made,
She'll die in the end
 She's certain she knows,
And told every doctor
 Just that,
At least twice a day
 With two new complaints,
For all of her
 Ninety eight years.

 
                    Tony




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