Bunion
Bunion rides across the grass,
Pondering her dreadful past.
Dandelions grow in fields,
From the grass these he steals.
Pouncing on a lettuce leaf,
Nibbling on a clover leaf,
Bunions life is very grand,
He loves the smell of my mothers hand.
This poem ends in quite a muddle,
Oh dear, Bunions dipped into a muddy puddle! 

Bunny Poem
Bunnies have cute little noses,
Whilst romping through the posies,
They'll eat the flowers, in a matter of hours,
Andy they'd love your prized roses,
It's as if they've got magic eating powers,
They could eat a whole carrot tower.
By Charlotte M. 

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