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Odes
Ode to Apple Shampoo
Apple Shampoo, King of lotions,
Your frothy foam on my hair
Fills my heart with joy
And my head with cleanliness.
You are the goddess of my bathroom cabinet.
The conditioner bows down before you.
The creamy serpent slithers so finely
From the bottle to my hand,
That it gives me a tingle down my spine.
Your smell completes the circle of your dazzling brilliance.
I would never dream of using mint shampoo,
I would never dream of using pear shampoo,
But you, my little apple Munch kin.

Rebecca
Ode to Michael Jackson
Oh Michael Jackson,
I admire how you would glide across the stage!
I am devoted to all your music!
You master all, one and every move there is!
I cherish you with all my heart!
My king,
My leader,
My music maker,
My history maker,
My knight in shining armour.
Never will I admire another singer,
Never Lady Gaga,
Never Miley Cyrus
O wondrous, magnificent, flawless,
Michael Jackson, Rest in Peace!

Elmina
Ode to a Wellington Boot
Most noble boot,
How I prize the dry, crusty mud on your sole.
Your dirty blackness inspires me:
The ‘scloomph’ as I wade through mud,
The ‘glomph’ as I run,
The ‘creak’ as I walk,
Never again will I wear sandals,
Never again will I wear trainers,
Never again will I wear flip-flops,
I will only ever wear you.
My Lord,
My Leige
My Life,
My Soul.

Emily
Ode to a Book
O glorious book!
I revel with joy at the sight of you.
How I long for you at school every day,
My dreams are nothing without you!
And you help me stay up late,
Oh how you make me think of new stories to write,
I love you so much!
And besides, you’re educational,
You make the characters come to life,
And I simply, worship you!
Never again will I play games on the computer,
O glorious, glorious book.

Lexi
Ode to Harry Potter
Oh wondrous, gorgeous wizard!
I rejoice in you defeating Voldemort.
I adore your lightening-shape scar,
Which will forever stay in my heart.
I dote on your jet-black hair,
Which is always flawlessly messy.

Your eyes are like emeralds,
Glowing in the darkness of Hogwarts.
I cherish your crooked glasses,
Spectacularly like mine.
Your fabulous courage makes me want to
Faint in you arms.
Never again will I read Roald Dahl.
Never again will I read Mr Men.
You are the only man for me.
A dazzling drug
Just drawing me in …
Your black cloak billows
So perfectly.
You are my king and my bedtime story!

Connie
Ode to a strawberry
Oh magnificent, luscious strawberry
Your wonderful red skin glows before my eyes.
Dipped in warm chocolate, you’re an addictive drug
The nectar of you pure red juice is overpowering.
You’re tiny, yet huge. Raven black pips are the eyes of my life.
Your radiant taste absorbs me.
I admire you inner beauty when I dig my teeth into your ruby body
Your red blood dribbles from the wound.
I worship your sweet pink succulent flesh, nectar of the Gods.
I shall never eat another raspberry
Not ever a gooseberry
Never a blueberry
You are my king,
My saviour,
My world,
My life
And also my pudding!

Imogen
Ode to milk
O lovely wondrous white milk!
How I adore your glorious smooth texture trickling down my throat.
You have so many uses.
My list is endlessly long.
From the humble cow who munches grass at the farm.
You arrive gloriously at by breakfast table.
So frothy and cold for all the family to worship and enjoy:
Dad adores you on his cereal,
A sweet café latte for Mum,
A warm caramel hot chocolate for me and
I could not live without creamy, yellow custard,
A sugary crème brulee or a smooth banana milkshake
To refresh me on a blistering hot day.
I worship you daily.
I promise you now.
I shall never drink orange juice,
I shall never drink apple juice,
I shall never drink Ribena,
I shall always drink milk!

Flora

Ode to a sheep
O wondrous, glorious sheep,
I will never love a dog, goat or a cat.
You are the love of my life, I cannot live without you!
I love your thick fluffy wool when I cuddle you and the sweet scent of your coat.
I cherish the noise you make when you are hungry.
I promise I will protect you and will never ever eat you.
You’ll be my B.F.F until I die…

Fenella