Queen Victorian Market

• Chiara Davidson, Grade 2
• Poetry
• 2011

At the Queen Victorian Market I saw,
A couple of giant blocks of cheese, some squashy, slimy fish,
A blue crab, some irresistible mouth watering fruit.

At the Queen Victorian Market I smelt,
Some disgusting, smelly trash, some fresh ripe fruit,
Some sweet smelling honey, a horrible disgusting octopus.

At the Queen Victorian Market I heard,
Some noisy, loud people talking,
Some sprookers, shouting and screaming.

I saw, I smelt, I heard it all at the,
Queen Victorian Market.