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OUR VERSES OF VICTORY OUR VERSES OF VICTORY
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Imaan Ahu-Oiza Bello Maya Zaltsman Kamsi George-Igbo
YEAR 4S YEAR 5A YEAR 6R

If the world was crazy, you know what I’d eat? Late again Blenkinsop? This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude,
A big slice of soup and a whole quart of meat, What’s the excuse this time? A woman was waiting at an airport one night, Why he didn’t even show any gratitude!
A nice notebook salad, and underwear roast, Not my fault sir. With several long hours before her flight. She had never known when she had been so
A thick malted milk made from pencils and dai- Whose fault is it then? She hunted for a book in the airport shops.
sies, Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to galled,
And that’s what I’d eat if the world was crazy. drop. And sighed with relief when her flight was
All dead sir. She was engrossed in her book but happened called.
If the world was crazy, you know what I’d wear? And what about yesterday Blenkinsop? to see, She gathered her belongings and headed to the
A chocolate suit and a tie of eclair, What about yesterday sir? That the man sitting beside her, as bold as gate,
Some marshmallow earmuffs, some liquorice could be. Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.
shoes, I’d been looking forward to it too sir. Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in be- She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat,
And I’d read a paper of peppermint news. Right, line up for PE. tween, Then she sought her book, which was almost
I’d call the boys ‘Suzy’ and I’d call the girls ‘Har- Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene. complete.
ry,’ Can’t sir. So she munched the cookies and watched the As she reached in her baggage, she gasped
No such word as can’t. Why can’t you? clock, with surprise,

If the world was crazy, you know what I’d do? No kit sir. As the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock. There was her bag of cookies, in front of her
I’d walk on the ocean and swim in my shoe, Where is it? She was getting more irritated as the minutes eyes.
I’d fly through the ground and I’d skip through Home sir. ticked by, If mine are here, she moaned in despair,
the air, Thinking, “If I wasn’t so nice, I would blacken his The others were his, and he tried to share.
When I met somebody I’d say ‘G’bye, Joe,’ What’s it doing at home? eye.” Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the
And when I was leaving - then I’d say ‘Hello.’ Not ironed sir. With each cookie she took, he took one too, thief.

And the greatest of men would be silly and Why not? When only one was left, she wondered what he How many times in our lives,
lazy My hand sir. would do. have we absolutely known
So I would be king... if the world was crazy With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh,
Who usually does it? He took the last cookie and broke it in half. that something was a certain way,
Grandma sir. He offered her half, as he ate the other, only to discover later that
If the World was Crazy by Shel Silverstein what we believed to be true ... was not?
Why couldn’t she do it? She snatched it from him and thought... oooh,
brother.
Dead sir.
The Cookie Thief by Valerie Cox

Conversation Piece by Garreth Owen

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