Poems of the Week
Mr Tom loves to rhyme and so do Boggles too. Whilst Twiggles like to giggle and the Thornyclod likes shoes! Combine running WILD in our woods with lots of merriment and out of it comes some wonderous poetry. Here's a selection of the best ones so far....
BeWILDerwood - An Adventurer's Story!
The nut trees are empty, the bats have been naughty.
Into the tunnel we go, it's been made by the Thornyclod and the roof's low.
The picnic grounds we have found, the Thornyclod must not pound.
Sticklenose climbs up high to the tall tree, Willow is starting to weep.
It's scary climb to the Broken Bridge, underneath is a deep ridge.
Snagglefang and the gang are feeding young Sticklenose slugghor...
Submitted by: Callum, aged 10
Secret Trail
When I go on a trail in the woods,
I spy a Boggle, I just stare and stood.
When I go down the river on a boat,
I spy a Witch roasting a stoat.
I’m trying to find my friend, he’s a Boggle you see,
He lives way up high in a house in a tree.
I’ve found some footprints, which lead to a lake,
I hop in a boat, and I choose a route to take.
I come to a bridge which leads to a tree,
Submitted by: Chloe Izzard, aged 10
BeWILDerwood
Deep in the forest where the Crocklebogs lie,
Adventure stands for you and I,
There is a place beyond your craziest imagination,
A land of Boggles, Twiggles and spiny Thornyclods,
A magical, mystical place with marshy pongs and a muddled maze,
There is adventure . . .
Deep in the wood where witches settle,
Lies adventure for you and I,
There is a place wilder than yo...
Submitted by: Callum, aged 10
Mia's Poem
A Boggle eats stew and mud pie too,
Whichever is nice,
I don't care,
Do you?
Submitted by: Mia, aged 5
What did I see?
I went to BeWILDerwood what did I see,
I saw lots of tree houses and I met Mildred the Crocklebog,
And in the tree houses what did I see,
I saw Boggles and Twiggles and the Twiggles were like me.
Submitted by: Daniel, aged 6
BeWILDerwood
Boggles don't reach for the sky,
So that is why Boggles don't fly.
The game Bogglebutt is really fun,
So that is why Swampy knows none.
Thornyclod says "Boots, Boots, oh Boots",
Yet Thornyclod thinks "Moots, Moots, oh Moots".
BeWILDerwood is made from wood,
Yet the Twiggles call wood "Sood".
When the Twiggles like to wiggle,
They also like to giggle.
Moss had lost a ...
Submitted by: Stephanie Loftus
Magical Wood
Who can swim without a woggle?
Don't you know - it's a Boggle
Wearing trunks and goggles
I love swimming just like Boggles!
Twiggles live in the treetops
And their favourite food is icepops.
But be very careful where you stand,
Or on your head icepops may land!
Deep in the wood there lives a Witch
With a pointy hat and a leg with a twitch
She casts a spell ...
Submitted by: Liam, aged 7
I am a Boggle
I am a Boggle,
My friend is a Twiggle.
I live in a bog,
My friend lives in a log.
I have lots of friendies,
My best friend is called Bengy.
I am purple,
My friend is burple.
I am called Swampy,
My other friend is called Grumpy.
Me and my friend went on an adventure,
We saw a strange creature.
We thought it was a crocodile but it was a Crocklebog.
We got i...
Submitted by: Lucy, aged 7
The adventures of BeWILDerwood
There was a Crocklebog called Mildred, who lived in BeWILDerwood.
She was very tickly, but very prickly.
Twiggles are funny, they're very sunny.
They dance in trees and look very pleased, with their costumes and outfits.
Boggles don't go adventuring, I don't know why,
The Witch looks quite scary, but she is really quite merry.
There is a spider called Thornyclod, who looks very odd,
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Submitted by: Katy, aged 10