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‘Bonfire Night’

Posted on November 10 2008 at 3:46:05

Miranda Shute, a nine-year-old pupil at St Andrew’s Church of England First School in Barnt Green, sent us the following poem.

Fireworks going off everywhere
Bangs and crackles in the air
Tastes of ash tingling in my mouth
Screeching and spitting as they set out
I cover my ears when I hear a boom
Watching them set out with a zoom
Flashes, sparkles, flaming colours
Excitement rushing through my veins
Waiting, waiting for more flames
Smell of smoke up my nose
As the fireworks draw to a close.


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