Paper Bag

• Amy Court, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2013

One morning I woke up in bed
To find a paper bag sitting upon my head
It wasn’t very light so I thought I better take a short peek as It might be from down at the creek
I opened the bag with great excitement as I knew I had soon found one great delightment.
I screamed and yelped as the creature appeared but I only just realized it was just my little turtle beard.