THE GANGSTER   In the streets of Campelltown The mad gangster arose - Robbing people's houses And chopping off their toes.   First he robbed the shopping centre Then he robbed the bank Then he found a car he liked And stole the fuel tank.   Across the Queensland border He drove that car around Looking for a man he knew His name was Steven Mound   Up the driveway, in the door The gangster crept along But as he got into the room He knew that he was wrong   The man who was Trent Stallion Was armed with his shotgun One bullet saw him on the ground And not long later hung.   Still his ghost is around the streets, Looking for that man, He knows he’ll never find him, But he keeps his knife in hand. By Nathan	My Grandfather Mandy and Grandfather, Were very close like the shore and the sea, For Grandfather’s heart had a lock of gold, And Mandy had the key.   Then one day her Grandfather, Said, “I am soon to die.” Then he smiled so kindly, Wiped a tear from Mandy’s eye.   Through the next three agonizing weeks, Grandpa got worse and worse, Then it came near the time, For the effect of this horrible curse.   His funeral was sad and quiet, For he was cremated that day, Mandy cried tears of pain and sorrow, Then she looked away.   After the funeral she said to herself, “I must pull myself together, For I know he will always be in my heart, For the rest of my life, forever.”   When she went to visit his grave, She said to herself, "I’d rather, Know he'll be always in my heart, My best friend, my Grandfather.” By Erin
THE YUMIDIUPUL V11 It was the Yumidiupul V11, That flew the Milky Way, And the pilot had taken his robot dog, To help him on this day.   Grey were its eyes like a moon of Jupiter, Its back made of titanium, And its head as thick as bricks, Without a visible cranium.   The pilot he stood beside the joystick, A long cigar in his mouth, And he watched the smoke, Go west - and then go south.   Then up spoke his dog, He’d been made last, “I say put into Pluto, For I fear a Nova Blast”   “ Last night the moons were as grey as grey And today no moons I see!” The pilot blew smoke from his cigar, And a mean old laugh laughed he.   Boom went a sound, Louder the sound, it grew, The pilot he was very scared, Boom the space wind blew.   A nova is a hungry beast showing no mercy, It was black and it was round, The pilot strapped himself in his chair, He couldn’t utter a sound.   Then the nova blasted, The nova was death in the darkest dream, It obliterated the ship, Before the pilot could even scream.   The sector was deep and empty, The nova left no life, It was dark and heartless, Loneliness like a knife. By Simon	LOSE A LOVE......YOU NEVER KNEW I am quite a simple girl , only worrying about my weight my eyes are bags of apples and I’m always late.   I work down at a corner shop, the shop as small as the pay, and all the people there are weird except one man who comes everyday.   His hair as black as night his eyes the moon in the sky, not a freckle on his tanned skin my first impression...my oh my!   One day he didn’t come, he didn’t after a week. I had to see him desperately because to him I had to speak.   He was in the hospital in sector 7G I went to visit him and this is what he said to me.   “I have always loved you, I have put you in my will, I know you from the corner shop and I love you still”.   So that’s the end of this story Lost a love I never knew, and in the end, to my surprise I learnt he had loved me too.   By Elisa.
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