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Milo The Knight of Cranford’s Skies I’m at the tender age of five Yet I am the knight of Cranford’s skies When you are as wonderful as me, You will have a job, you see So I will tell you what I do through my poetry. I miss my parents and sister We are the great Canadian hawks I’m the baby of the family, Yet my talent makes everyone gawk. At 40 miles an hour I whizz through the skies My job is to scare the pigeons Who use Cranford’s base to fly. Chasing pigeons is easy It is my love and pride Yet the dove is the bird I’m scared of They make me want to hide. I love my job as chaser With a lunch of raw chicken I become strong Those birds better watch out Because my plans to catch them never go wrong. I’m at the tender age of five Yet I am the knight of Cranford’s skies When you are as wonderful as me, You will never have a job, you see And I have told you about it through my poetry. Zehra Hasan (year 7)
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Milo! Milo! Thanks for your hard work A flight of doves stare at you and smirk Gliding high in the gentle breeze Get your food in the tall trees Milo is as fast as a racing car Who is likely to go very far He perches looking down at the school When he spreads his wings he looks so cool! His eyes are as flaming as fire He sends the other birds haywire Have you seen his beak? He sees everything, he hears everything but can’t speak His family have long tails, broad wings and a strong build They are sinister hunters who like to kill… Female hawks are bigger than the males But they all make the prey’s face go pale Milo! Milo! Why do you lurk? A murder of crows glance at you and smirk Floating high in the peaceful breeze Grab your food from the contorted trees. Aryaman Dhir (year 7)
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