Stories & Poems by Bish Bash 123
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Radiant
The radiant sun stretched down its golden fingers and crept beneath my curtain, cascading onto my carpet. As the sun touched my soft, pale forehead I leaned out of bed. It was almost calling me to stand in its' light and absorb its saffron glory. I was reluctant to leave the suns shimmering power when my mum called "Get ready! We're going to the park!" This got me moving, in a few short seconds I had scrambled downstairs, to wait for my mum. As I stepped out of the glossy black door it was like stepping into a canvas splashed with cobalt, gilt yellow, and vibrant green and lots of other luxurious colours. When I arrived with my mum I couldn't resist the temptation to just stand a...
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A Second Christmas ?
You might at first think that the idea of celebrating Christmas twice is crazy, though the more thought I give it, the more I can see its many merits. We are all so busy that twelve months can flash by in the blink of an eye and this is one reason why each six months is a necessity. Imagine the delight painted on a child's face when they hear the announcement that there was going to be another Christmas! This could raise concerns about Santa's workload. However we could employ an army of helpers, just think of all the work it should create for the unemployed. Increased spending on gifts can only be good for the economy as retail profits soar- from my point of view this is a "win-win" s...
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Birthday Celebration
Once each year for my birthday celebration, I conjure up a taste sensation, A cake with tubs of frothy cream, That is the confection of my dream. After a while I decided to bake, A deliciously succulent red velvet cake, From the oven a heaven aroma drifts, My taste buds tingle and my heart lifts. The divine cake looked all golden brown, And I smothered on an icing crown, As I showered sprinkle here and there, I iced my name with special care. The sponge of the cake looked moist and luscious, The cake stood creamy and exquisite and luxurious The sponge so sweet and enticing, Then looks royal with its mantle of icing. I scatter the many colour...
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Dear Wolf
Dear Wolf, You ought to be ashamed of yourself and your disgraceful behaviour. You are nothing but a big bad bully! Your mother would be ashamed of you! We little pigs are just trying to find a cosy home to live in and you cruelly placed obstacles along every inch of our path. As one of God's fine creatures yourself, you should know better! There are many crimes of which you are guilty: damaging public property, farmyard robbing and domination of those most vulnerable. How would you like it if a big bad pig waddled to your house one day and destroyed it? Many people have been terrified by you. Can we just point out that you have destroyed two of our little friends, the boy who cried...
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Dragon
Eyes as embers and teeth as blades Friends like these are not best made With breath of fire And skin like tyre His fire-y glare Makes people despair Wings like curtains eclipse the sun Instilling fear just for fun
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Rainy Day
Under garish pink umbrella stood a sumptuous looking lady her red lips clashed with her orange designer dress and her flamingo pink beret. In her hand was a maroon handbag and in her handbag was a caramel coloured chihuahua. Looking around she was the only star in the night sky. On the other side of the road was a bedraggled idiot holding a newspaper above his head. The soft patting of the rain splashed on the impervious metal roofs of passing by cars. Loud music was coming from the open windows of cars. She looked around and found everyone staring and turned her nose at them. A giant shroud had covered the city, the streets were empty but just a hint of sunshine managed to shine throu...