I LOVE . . .
I love the feel of cool slimy glue,
alpacas, budgies, sloths and shrews.
I love skiing down a slippery slope
and peeing with Mr Antelope.
I love that weird mood where everything’s funny,
when the ice cream is hard and the chocolate is runny.
I love it when Eylish screams at a spider,
And guzzling gallons of sweet berry cider.
I love the roar of a revving-up plane,
a platypus, a teddy, a thundering train.
A flash of lightning in thunderstorms,
crisp, chicken sushi without the prawns.
I love to watch a comedy movie,
a present, a coke and a chocolate smoothie.
I love to swim in smooth seas when it's sunny,
and slurping down slushies that cost lots of money.
I love the ponies that eat golden hay,
and I love the traditional, hot Christmas day.
I’d love to see something that looks like a seal,
a onesie, a beaver, a spectacular meal.
I love jumping off Mapua Wharf
on a sunny, hot day with my friend-the dwarf.
I love the sound of drizzling rain
when I’m brushing my horse’s thick, jagged mane.
I love the taste of pan-fried bacon,
and showing my teachers they are mistaken.
I love lawn mowers that cut clean, green lines
and the scent of breathtaking, evergreen pines.
I love the taste of the blue salty sea,
a coke, L & P, and a glass of iced tea.
These are the things that mean lots to us
Writing this poem was not really a fuss.