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Remember last week
When your Grandma bit my arm?
Now, I’m a were-gran!
My poem is a haiku - so that means it's over 3 lines of 5 syllables, 7 syllables & 5 syllables. Good luck! - Tommy Donbavand
My gran is feisty
And tries to eat my face off
Because she’s evil
I wouldn’t be mean
My grans bite is sinister
Beware of were-gran
Maddison Bradley&Leanne Delay
Great Yarmouth Highschool
Norfolk England
Beware the were-gran.
Her bite is very deadly.
I am a were-gran.
Your were-gran howls at
anything bright. Like the moon
and the stars at night.
Stay far away from
her pointed ears. She may not
see you but still run.
If your gran has a
shaggy tail, presume she
is a were-granny.
If your granny has
a snout for a nose, do not
suppose she’s friendly.
If you hear your gran
Howling at the fullest moon
Escape from her house.
Never go visit
your dear grannies in the night.
Beware of your gran,
Stay out of her sight…
By Sadie and Charlotte, Year 7. Robert May's School.
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