By young readers

Press, 15 August 1978, Page 14

By young readers

THE MOUSE Plump, little body On four little feet Scuttling across the table. Tiny, pink nose With tiny pink whiskers A-twitching for scent. FIVE GUILTS MICE A bite of a cherrv, Long hose, pink ears, A munched bit of cheese, Black A rustling of paper, Brown bod y« P ink ULl * i A wisp of a tail. Stealing from the parlour door And tiny black reminders Deep into the pantry Left — from a small shy visitor. Right into ths cheese cupboard. Melissa Gabb, aged 12. Five minutes, Ten minutes, THE EAGLE Twenty minutes more, ... , .... Five guilty mice come crawhng home Like a rock upon the cliff — erect! He scans the field with pin-sharp eyes Lumpy nose, drcopy ears. Observing every movement — Dull eyes, droopy paws, He sees — and silently thinking — Brown body, droopy tail, Like a rock he falls . . , feeling sick! His shrill cry rending the air Crushing life from his victim with razor sharp claws. Carolyn timpH aged 12 t Then up he soars Chest out — full of pride. Wings powerful, Claws to kill. Andrew Duncan, aged 12.