Kingsbury Episcopi - Wassail
Winter Poem

Birds talking to each other
Sheep grazing in the breeze
Tractors running, cow sleeping.
-- George Loxston --

Who am I ?

We are bare
The sheep are grazing
The apples are gone
The children come and draw me

What am I ?

I am red and juicy, and good to eat
What am I ?
-- Holly Cox --

Spring in the orchard

The orchard looks nice
And it looks summery
Because the summer sun is coming
Through the different types of branches
On the different types of trees
The shade of the trees
Looks like a giant spider's web.

It's a fly's heaven and the trees
Look like dangling skeletons
The trees are set out
So it looks like a apple motorway
There are so many trees
That a sniper could hide in there
Some trees are falling down
But some trees are really straight
The trees look like big chocolate flakes
The trunk of the trees are very rough.
-- Kyle Butler --

Group Poems
Between the trees

Green, brown, beige, and grey
All sheep munching hay
Tractors humming round and round
Not the very best sound.
-- Tom Moore --

March 2005

No apples to fall
No apples to eat
No apples to drop at my feet

Spring is coming
Spring is near
Everyone will cheer

Apples are the greatest of the year.
-- Holly Cox --

Springy Wintertime

In the spring the sun is shining
Everyday the lambs are playing
The leaves are growing and the blossom
Under a log I found a worm!
The apple trees are sprouting
And the beautiful green orchard
Blowing with the wind.
-- Kristy Wright --

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