Some topics are never / seldom written published in poetry for kids. These include
Can you think of any other topics ? Why do you think people don't write about these topics ? I set myself challenges to write about such topics. Can you write a poem on one of the above topics? When writing your poem try to think differently.

Some ideas:
I've never seen poems about:
Computer Crashes (I'm sure we've all experienced that a few septillion times)
Ant Infestation (Again, something we can relate to)
Poems
Smoke Alarms
Singing in the Shower
Cabbages
Calendars
Talking Parrots
TV Game Shows
Wagging School
This Website.
more
and salt shakers
grappling hooks
Combat knives
Kaisers
ladies underwear
and many more...
Signed, Sealed, Pope General Caleb Benedictus XIII, Commander of the IVth Great and Bountiful Italian Empire.
BRIAN & CALEB'S NOT-WRITTEN ABOUT TOPICS
Why would the Pope be thinking about Ladies' underwear ?
I can't think of any poems about Ladies' Underwear in poetry books for kids, but I think I can find some on some of the other topics, esp. those suggested by Brian. & maybe it's an interesting challenge I can attempt (or you).
Go Now Before We Go Leave The House!!!!!
This is something nobody writes about ever and nobody speaks about much. Before we go anywere my mum always says to me. GO NOW BEFORE WE LEAVE. I know what she means but I always ask GO WHERE. WHERE DO YOU WANT ME TO GO. She gets stroppy. GO NOW I SAID BEFORE WE GET IN THE CAR. Sometimes I ask again where she wants me to go but usally I just run up to the bathroom then and go. Somtimes I can go and sometimes I cant go but just as we get in the car she says. DID YOU GO.
and I say DID I GO WHERE.
The thing is this. I dont see why I should have to GO becuase she thinks I should. How does she know if I need to go or not? Most of the time I dont need to go. Its just like having to put a jacket on becuase your mum feels cold. Why dosent she just put her own jacket on. Why do I have to put mine on to make her feel warmer? Bets
An added Thought
Most of the time I don't need to go. Maybe Mum just says it because she might ... So why doesn't she go while I drive off in the car.
carpet
M.E.O
The cats scratch at it
Babys roll on it
We walk on it
Red juice will stain
Mum will say I'm just a pain
Let's hope she won't get the cane
The cats scratch at it
babys roll on it
We walk on it
Nice carpet our guest will say
How much did you pay
Let's hope she doesn't see it fray
The cats scratch at it
Babys roll on it
We walk on it
Our carpet is green
The ugliest green you will have ever seen
I want to rip it out at the seam
The cats scratch at it
Babys roll on it
We walk on it
poem's structure
Very Medieval - Rondeau form - why ?
My end is my beginning
and my beginning is my end,
and (this) holds truly.
My end is my beginning,
My third song three times only
reverses itself and thus ends.
My end is my beginning
and my beginning is my end.
A text for a motet by Guillaume de Machaut [c1300-1377]
nice poem wrote here,
nice poem wrote here, indeed; however it is too difficult for me to write even a single pair of lines!
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