In my dreams I fly away,
To a different place and another time.
I travel 202 years back,
To Sarajevo to stop a crime.
I find the guns of the Black Hand gang,
And pile them up with gunpowder - Bang!
I drift back to my bed at home
And off again to sunny Rome.
I tell Caesar that his mate Brutus is not so great
And to take a day off in mid-March.
Back to Blighty through the night
For a quick word with Anne Boleyn.
To tell her not to marry him!
Henry VIII is a bit of a brute,
He may appreciate the loot
But he's more likely to give you the boot.
Fast forward to a baker's shop
With a bucket of water and mop
Fire prevented and off I hop.
Back to bed in time for school,
Tomorrow night I'll deal with another fight!
by Oliver Serieys (10)
Elangeni School - Buckinghamshire
Competition - Once Upon A Dream
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