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JOSIE'S POEMS

Poems for Reflection/
 Class Discussion


By Josie Whitehead

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This was a top poem for discussion during this year and last year and it was one of 400 poems chosen by teachers and children for publication in 2010.

IF WE CHILDREN RULED THE WORLD

By Josie Whitehead

If We Children Ruled the World

If we children ruled the world, I'm sure
    Each day could be such fun.
We'd abolish all that hard school work 
     And we'd play out in the sun.

Playgrounds would be packed with kids -
    The swimming pools as well -
And we’d wish the things we didn’t like
     A very fond farewell.

If we children ruled the world, I'm sure,
    The rush for school would go
And parents wouldn't be allowed
     To use the word of 'no'.

The clocks would stop forever
    For there’d be no 'time for bed.'
Then we could play for evermore - -
    Oh, much more fun instead.

If we children ruled the world, I'm sure
   We'd have birthday cake each day:
Birthday presents, lots of fun 
    And lots of games to play.

Then all day long we’d watch TV
    And choose the things we’d eat
And nobody could ever say:
     'You can’t have any sweets.'

Now, children, have you really thought
    How all this could be done?
Who’d make the sweeties that you eat,
     If we all were having fun?

Who’d make your play equipment 
     And who’d build the swimming pools?
And what would all your teachers do
     If they couldn’t go to school?

Then who would grow the food you eat
     And who would make your clothes?
They’d not appear by magic - well
      If that’s what you suppose.

You couldn’t watch the tele
    If programmes were not there,
And a life that isn’t purposeful
    Is a life full of despair.

Perhaps you’d like your special isle
   That you could rule instead.
You’d have to search for food to eat
    And then hunt for a bed.

With no mother, father, grandparents
     Or teachers to say: 'No!'
You'd think, I'm sure, of all you’d lost
   And prefer the world you know.

 

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