Majic Rain

• Naomi Dalton, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2008

As the rain falls
We wait inside of the houses walls
For the time when the majic starts
But not for the time that Bobby farts.

We hear a twinkle
And with a sprinkle
A fairy appears
With her Ginger Beer.

'Wow' she says 'What is this place?'
'I have disapeared without a trace'
Now she stays with us here
While she drinks her Ginger Beer!

By Naomi