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Discover A Poet

In a land far, far away

In a place with no night just day

In a world with forest and hills

Even a couple of running mills

In a forest beneath trees and ferns

Lived a man called Robert Burns

In his rusty metal shack

But not a wall with a single crack

Rodents, insects even a snake

Could not make Robert wake

But just as I walked in the worn-out door

Robert's two feet hit the floor

He said, 'Who are you? Why are you here?'

'I heard you were a poet. I live quite near!'

'Come on then, take a seat

A cup of tea and something to eat?'

'Sorry, it's time for me to wake up.'

I wake up in bed, snug as a pup.

by Jack Tait (11)
Winchburgh Primary School - Scotland

Competition - Once Upon A Dream

Copyright remains with the author.