John's Oscars Presentation

Nando's Challenge Poem John Davies

                                                  FAME

Fame and fortune,

a gift all humans dream of tasting.

But the time of trying for it is most inopportune,

For while many may try many shall fail.

Amazement at first success,

The first blossom of their career.

They need be level-headed nevertheless,

But at the moment they just cheer.

Middle and pinnacle of their career,

They now need to prepare for downfall.

Now they have to be ready for no more cheer,

Finally it is now the beginning of their last call.

End has slowly, finally come,

But as expected no stopping this derailed boxcar.

They now feel incredibly glum,

Their name, the crowds once favoured, blinks out like a dying star.                                                                                                                                        

by John Davies

Beulah's William Morris Nandos Poster

Henry's Nandos Challenge

On this cold winter’s night

There is no one in sight,

I lie here on the floor,

I feel as useful as a door,

But on this cold winters night

I see a light in sight,

I watch the light inside the home

And I think, I wish I could live in that lovely home

On this cold winters night,

When there is no one in sight,

I sit here on the floor,

I cant take the pain anymore,

I sit here on my bag dreaming of being glad,

But I will never be glad,

I will always be sad,

Because on this cold winters night,

I am a street child: useless, voiceless,

I will never be glad.

By Henry Halford