Gameplay by Kwame Alexander

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1 Gameplay by Kwame Alexander on the pitch, lightning fast, dribble, fake, then make a dash player tries to steal the ball lift and step and make him fall zip and zoom to find the spot defense readies for the shot Chip, then kick it in the air take off like a Belgian hare shoot it left, but watch it Curve all he can do is observe watch the ball bend in mid-flight play this game far into night.

2 In The Distance by Sarah Crossan & Brian Conaghan I watch Jess go clack-clack down train line track. I see train disappear. Two lights wink at me in long distance. Everything now in long distance: Every dream in long distance. Life is all clickety clack.

3 School Dinner by Joseph Coelho A slice of gravy A spit of jelly A smear of custard A husk of sausage A dribble of beans A sickly sliver of meat A cold snotty mush of veg A yellowed rock of sugar A browning mash of fruit A lump of mash A scab of pizza. A packed lunch please.

4 Aardvark by Joseph Coelho I know an aardvark He works in a prison as a guardvark. He spends his whole day walking round the yardvark. The work s not easy, it s very hardvark.

5 Onomatopoeia by Joseph Coelho A word that s a sound! That s Onomatopoeia! The boom in a cloud! That s Onomatopoeia! The bark of a dog! That s Onomatopoeia! The creak of a log! That s Onomatopoeia! The whoosh of a breeze! That s Onomatopoeia! The atchoo of a sneeze! That s Onomatopoeia! The ring of a bell! That s Onomatopoeia! The splash of a well! That s Onomatopoeia! The tweet of a bird! That s Onomatopoeia! A sound that s a word! That s Onomatopoeia!

6 New Boy by Gareth Owen Out in the playground Face like stone Look at the new boy All alone. New school uniform Hair in place Mummy s sweet kisses Still wet on his face. Poor little new boy Filled with dread Wishes he was home again Safe in bed.

7 Lets Shake on it by Jason Hulme Do you like football? Yes I do. Do you want to be friends? Yes I do. Ok let s shake on it! Make friends, Make friends, Never ever break friends! Do you like Man U? No I don t. Do you want to be friends? No I don t. Ok let s shake on it! Break friends, Break friends, Never ever make friends! Do you still like me? Yes I do. Ok let s shake on it! Make friends, Make friends, Never ever break friends! Do you mean it? Yes I do!

8 Teacher by Roger Stevens She s big and wide but moves just like a cat Along a wall. She smiles like the queen. Her choice of clothes is black. She wears a hat. Although occasionally she will wear green. She always marks your book in pencil, never pen. Her voice is quiet. As quiet as falling snow. She rarely rages. Now and again Her voice is raised. But does she shout? Oh no. She fixes you with eyes as pale as snake. She stops you dead. She sees into your soul. You cannot move. Your heart beats and you shake. You want to shout, I m sorry! Let me go! Her class will tell you that she s kind and fair. They never misbehave. They wouldn t dare.

9 Parent Problem Solved by Jaspre Banks Mum and Dad demand respect, They say that they re my betters. But I can make them Dum and Mad By changing round two letters.

10 Remember by Christina Rossetti Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

11 If by Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don t deal in lies, Or being hated, don t give way to hating, And yet don t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that s in it, And which is more you ll be a Man, my son!

12 Funeral Blues by W.H. Auden Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good.

13 The Rose That Grew From Concrete by Tupac Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature's law is wrong it learned to walk without having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared.

14 Friendly advice to a lot of young men by Charles Bukowski Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard. Circle the world in a paper canoe. Subscribe to The Saturday Evening Post. Chew on the left side of your mouth only. Brush your teeth with gasoline. Sleep all day and climb trees at night. Do a belly dance before pink candles. Kill your dog. Run for Mayor. Live in a barrel. Plant tulips in the rain. But don t write poetry.

15 When I Am Old by Jenny Joseph When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me, And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter. I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired, And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells, And run my stick along the public railings, And learn to spit. But now we must have clothes that keep us dry, And pay our rent and not swear in the street, And set a good example for the children. We will have friends to dinner and read the papers. But maybe I ought to practise a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised, When suddenly I am old and start to wear purple!

16 In Flanders Fields by John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.

17 Talking Turkeys by Benjamin Zephaniah Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas Cos' turkeys just wanna hav fun Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wicked An every turkey has a Mum. Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas, Don't eat it, keep it alive, It could be yu mate, an not on your plate Say, Yo! Turkey I'm on your side. Be nice to yu turkey dis christmas Invite dem indoors fe sum greens Let dem eat cake an let dem partake In a plate of organic grown beans, Be nice to yu turkey dis christmas An spare dem de cut of de knife, Join Turkeys United an dey'll be delighted An yu will mek new friends 'FOR LIFE'.

18 Catch A Little Rhyme by Eve Merriam Once upon a time I caught a little rhyme I set it on the floor but it ran right out the door I chased it on my bicycle but it melted to an icicle I scooped it up in my hat but it turned into a cat I caught it by the tail but it stretched into a whale I followed it in a boat but it changed into a goat When I fed it tin and paper it became a tall skyscraper Then it grew into a kite and flew far out of sight...

19 Still I Rise by Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise.

20 Attack by Michael Rosen I was in a public toilet when I was attacked by a hair-dryer. PHOOOO I was in a public toilet when I was attacked by a hair-dryer. PHOOOOOO! I had walked past it calmly. I hadn t said anything provocative. I didn t stare at it. I didn t disrespect it I didn t say, Look at you stuck on the wall Nowhere to go, nothing to do Who are you? Johnny No-mates? I did none of these things. But still it leapt at me Pumping out hot air: PHOOOOOO! Roaring in my face: PHOOOOOO! Roughing up my hair: PHOOOOOO! I said, Excuse ME! And it said: PHOOOOOO!

Barney and the Chalk Pit

Year 6 Spring test 2: Part A This text is from Stig of the Dump by Clive King. Barney and the Chalk Pit If you went too near the edge of the chalk pit the ground would give way. Barney had been told this