Marshfields School – Poetry

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I am happy in my PJ’s
I am happy in my mind

Hollyoaks makes me relaxed
PJ’s make me chillax
PlayStation is my favourite
Comedies make me laugh

I am happy in my mind
I am happy all the time

Christmas is coming
Presents and family time
Happiness is Christmas time
The dishwasher isn’t mine

I am happy in my mind
I am happy all the time

I wear make up
It makes me feel good
I do my hair
I’m happy when it looks good.

Marshfields School – Poetry

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Singing makes me happy because:
I love listening to the beats of the sound
Singing makes me happy because I am sometimes feeling low
I get upset if I don’t listen to music because I don’t get to play with my brothers normally
Music is inspiring to me, it makes me want to travel the world
I like to listen to all kinds of music….
Music is your passion, don’t be afraid to sing.

Marshfields School – Poetry

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Singing makes me happy because…
I like listening to Little Mix
Singing makes me happy because when I’m down it calms me down and I don’t get to play with my sister or my brother.
I love listening to Ariana Grande
I like to listen to all kinds of music
Music is your thing.

Marshfields School – Poetry

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If you don’t become a good drummer don’t think it gets easy from there,
Don’t give up, practice always practice every day every hour every month every year,
Don’t give up on something deep down you love because drumming is not just an instrument
It is a non-existent person it wants you to be happy
Sitting behind the drum is like a shell
The instrument feels like it protects me from other thing
And I can be myself on the drums

It’s there for passion, for anger, for relaxation, for building confidence
On the drums also to bond and connect with the drums like it’s your best friend
Treat it with respect and it will get better
Practise, practise, practise and practise
Giving up tells the drums that you do not want to play them anymore, that upsets the drums
As I said, think that it’s just like us, instruments are our way of peace
Our WAY OF ENJOYING LIFE
OUR WAY OF LOVING SOMETHING WE DO
BUT GIVING UP IS LIKE YOU BROKE UP WITH A PERSON BUT THAT PERSON IS THE DRUMS

DRUMS ARE EVRYTHING TO ME AND GIVING UP NOW IS A WASTE OF LIVING
WHAT’S THE POINT WITHOUT YOUR FRIEND
YOUR INSTRUMENT
YOUR PEACE
YOUR ENJOYMENT
YOUR LOVE
YOUR PASSION
AND TO GIVE IT YOUR ALL AND PRACTICE AND YOU WILL GET SOME WHERE IN LIFE.

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When I’m sad he always sticks up for me
When I’m left out he always plays with me
When I’m stressed out he calms me down
When I trip he always catches me
When I go somewhere he says politely ‘where are you going?’
When I’m ill he sends me a card
He always says ‘I will miss you….’
If I get bulled he always helps me.