Original Poems

Southland Times, Issue 25306, 8 June 1935, Page 18

Original Poems

—Commended.—

Chirp! went the first bird of early morn As a dull weird shadow had just gone by. Cock-o-doodle-doo went the rooster. Grunt! grunt! went the two pigs in the

sty. The farmyard people were not up yet, As lovely colours came in the east, In the bush under a sylvan glade. Fairies finished not their midnight

feast. —1 mark to Cousin Catherine MacGillivray (13), Menzies Ferry,

‘ —Commended.— The Farm. The sun has not yet risen But the birds are all awake The dogs come out of their kennels And give themselves a shake.

The Cock has crowed quite loudly The cows are in the shed The farmers out-of-doors And the hens are being fed. City The buildings stand so sombre They must enchanted be By some cruel witch who delights In frightening us, you see.

The air is still; no voice Has stabbed the morning air Peace and tranquillity reign Everything seems so queer.. —1 mark to Cousin Eugenie McKenzie (13), Tone street, Bluff.

—Commended.— We’re happy little Southlanders, And belong to the page. There’s stories and Mind Sharpeners, For cousins any age.

There are many little cousins, And very happy they are, So come and be a little cousin, And you’ll be happier by far. —1 mark to Cousin Constance E. Hall (14), Aparima.