MOM....

Here's a late mothers day poem for all the great moms out there!!!

"Wake up!" she says on a Monday morning
I reply sleepily"But it's not fair!"
"I never said it would be " says mum angrily
" Now brush your teeth and comb your hair!"

" Mum, just two minutes more" I grumble
" Out you get"she weirdly growls
" But I don't want to go to school" I mumble
" KAVYA! OUT! " she loudly howls

Though she tries to wake me up when I don't want to
And pesters me to pick up my clothes and socks
She's far by the best mum ever
And I'm telling you she rocks!!!

Prehistoric adventure

I can see the dinosaurs
Stretching out their intimidating claws

And the Kohinoor diamond golden-brown
Glistening on Victoria's crown

Woah! There is the world's oldest book!
To write it I wonder how long it took

And there's a spear, the oldest tool
To me early humans are pretty cool

It was totally epic to visit the past
I saw loads of stuff and had a blast

OK, if you got fooled stop wondering that this is so awesome
Cause all I did was took a trip to the museum!!

A Perfect Day!

Not every day's a great one,
But if i had my way
My parents wouldn't scold me
And I would play all day

I'd sleep for half the morning
And wake at only ten
I'd have donuts for breakfast
Then I'd sleep again

I'd wake up at eleven
And then I'd call my friends
Then we'd play or probably chat
About the latest trends

I'd have the best lunch ever
Probably at one
And I'd have the chocolate ice cream
After I am done

And when my mom's not looking
I'd steal her cupboard key
I'd open the candy drawer
And eat all of them with glee

I wouldn't have to study
And there would be no school
All I'd do is play my sports
And that would be so cool

I'd sleep past my bedtime
Which is only nine
I'd eat ice cream again
And that would be divine.

In my perfect day
I would have a blast
But as the adults always say
Nothing's meant to last 

The Dog Across The Street

There's a new dog called Buster
He lives across the street
Hes always very hungry
And pleads for things to eat

Buster and his owner come to my house and say
I don't mean to be rude
But if you don't mind,
Could you spare some food?

I tell them this is the third time they are asking
And we are running out of snacks
Why don't they just ask Vicky
Who lives right around the back

Then they put on an innocent face
That annoyed me to the core
Please, just a little they plead
We wont ask for any more!

I trudge up the stairs
To go and tell my mom
And by the time I come down, they've left
And all the candy is gone!!!