Stanley challenged me to write a poem about a theme park. Stanley likes theme parks considerably more than I do so this took some effort. This is how I imagine Stanley feels about it though.
We’re going out tomorrow
And I really cannot wait
I’ll be getting up at six o clock –
I don’t want to be late
We will have a bit of breakfast
We will get into the car
And we’ll drive until we get there:
Hope it isn’t very far.
We will go out of the carpark,
And then mum and dad will pay,
Then we’ll go right through the turnstile
And then we’re going to play!
Because there’s rollercoasters, Ferris wheels,
And swings and waterslides
We are going to the theme park!
We will go on all the rides!
There’s a café where there’s coffee
But I’m going to have a shake
And there’s candyfloss and hotdogs
(Mummy says it’s a mistake
To have lots to eat at theme parks –
I’ll regret it later on
But the food there is delicious
So I’m pretty sure she’s wrong.)
There’s a place they call the farmyard
But it’s really like a zoo
They’ve got parrots and flamingos
And some baby meerkats too
But there’s things like goats and chickens
And you get to give them food
And you sometimes see them pooing
Which I think is very rude.
There’s people dressed as animals
There’s people doing tricks
Like making hankies disappear
And juggling with sticks.
There’s people who pick litter up
And guides who point the way
They must all be very happy
At the theme park every day!
There’s a giant rollercoaster,
You can hear the people scream!
Maybe this time I’ll be tall enough…
Oh well, a kid can dream!
But I’m going on the bumper cars
And on the giant swings
And we’ll go again another time
To do the other things.
We’re going out tomorrow
And I really have to say
I am getting quite impatient:
How can it still be today?
I wish that it was bedtime
But the hours just seem to creep
Anyway, I’m so excited
That I’ll never get to sleep!
Tom Juniper Poetry 