By Josie Whitehead 

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By Josie Whitehead

Little Devils' Convention
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It’s time to start the meeting now. 

      Let’s put our minds to work.
What nasty things can you suggest

       To make them go berserk?

If we work as a united team,

      They'll surely not get peace.
Work hard today, enjoy yourselves

      And do not heed police!

Don’t give them time to think of God.  

      Just occupy their time
And, with a bit of prompting,

      They will carry out your crime.

Then later on, when they’re in court

      And us they try to blame,
The magistrates will laugh at them

      And we won’t bear the shame.

Then tempt them all to borrow

       And to spend and spend and spend.
They won’t have time to be with God

       Or see a lonely friend.

So keep them well distracted.

      Let their radios blare loud.
It’s hard to hear the voice of God

      Through noise or in a crowd.

They mustn’t find the solitude

      To quietly think and pray.
They’ll find the non-essential things

      Will busy them each day.

Then when they think of Christmas,

       Let them write it with an X
For the very thought of Jesus Christ

      Is rather too complex.

If you don’t want little devils

      To play nasty games with you,
There are many things that you can do

      And here are just a few.

First, put yourself in God’s care

      And then let Him lead the way.

Seek some quietness and beauty

      Where it’s easier to pray. 

If you turn to retail therapy

     Or things that jam your mind,
You might miss an inner happiness

      Of quite another kind.

Do your dreams depend on scratch cards,

       Or on other games of chance?
Then rid yourself of these things

       And with angels you will dance.

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This is a published poem, along with almost 400 others and chosen by teachers and children in schools in West Yorkshire.  I hope that your class will find lots of things to discuss after reading my poem.   Josie