The Llama called Fred
The llama frolicked through the meadow,
Full of bodies and blood.
He landed heavily upon his hooves,
Thud thud thud.
His teeth were sharp,
His eyes were red!
He was fluro pink,
They called him . . . Fred.
A giggle was heard,
A girl appeared,
She was oblivious to Fred
As she neared.
He clawed at the ground,
Up came the sun!
“Watch out kid,
It’s time to run!”
Time went slow,
He spat with malice.
Then out appeared,
A Princess Palace!
A fairy popped out,
In a twinkly dress.
She waved her wand,
And cleaned up the mess!
The girl ran away,
Away from the sound.
“Oh no!” Screamed the llama,
“A new snack must be found!”
He looked at the fairy,
She stared at him back.
Fred gobbled her up,
But grass she lacked!
“Now I think I know,
Why grass I eat.
For it is so much better,
Than stinky feet.”
I had to write a poem in English class about a crazy person/animal, and, I mean, why WOULDN'T I pick llama? We had to write a poem 'cause we were studying a poem called 'The Lesson' by Roger McGough, and let me tell you, that was one crazy poem. You seriously need to read it.
The fun I had with this when reading it out to the class . . . .
The reactions were priceless.
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Confessions of a Llamaholic
Novela JuvenilYes. This is a fanfic. Of llamas. As I am a fan! This is a story about a ninja llama and a karate alpaca and things that don't always follow as planned. My advice to you: Worship the Llama Gods. Or elseeeeee . . . DUN DUN DUUUUN. Also, never questio...
