FAERIES.

NIGHT STORIES

THE PAGES OF THE BOOK UNFOLD,
TO A CHILD RELAXED IN BED,
OF LANDS AFAR AND HEROES BOLD,
OF FANTASIES AND DREAD,

THE NIGHT SWANS GLIDE LIKE RAINBOWS,
THE LAUGHING FAIRY TOLD,
OMENS OF DAYS GONE BY,
STORIES YET TO UNFOLD,
A ROSE IN CANDLE-LIGHT FLICKERS
AS IT SOARED FROM OUT THE DREAM,
THE ROCK POOL ALL HAD MELTED,
AS A VOICE BEGAN TO SCREAM,
A DRAGON ROARED APPROVAL,
WITH FIRE FROM OUT THE SKY,
ALICE THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS,
THE KNAVE JUST WINKED HIS EYE,
PETER GREW OLD IN A MOMENT,
AS HOOK HE LAUGHED WITH GLEE,
AN ISLAND REACHING SKYWARD,
CRASHED INTO THE SEA,
THE MUSIC REACHED CRESCENDO,
WHEN THE FINAL DANCE WAS DEAD,
IN THE ROADWAY STOOD A POLICEMAN,
LAUGHING OFF HIS HEAD,
THE CLOCK HANDS MOVING BACKWARD,
SAYS IT'S YESTERDAY,
SUNSHINE THROUGH THE WINTER,
AND CHRISTMAS COMES IN MAY
VENUS GROWS HER ARMS BACK,
THE PIPER WAITS AT DAWN,
QUEEN OF HEARTS ATE ALL THE TARTS
AND EXPLODED ON THE LAWN,
CLOSE YOUR EYES THE TIDE OF YOUTH,
YOUR TEARS WILL FLOW AWAY,
WE ALL AWAIT A SOMETHING,
WITH WORDS WE CANNOT SAY,
GOODNIGHT MY LITTLE SWEETHEART,
ALL TUCKED UP IN YOUR BED,
AN ANGEL SITS BESIDE YOU,
AS YOU REST YOUR WEARY HEAD.

BY
TONY BROOKS

PLAY TIME

BIG CLOCKS CHIME, ITS SLEEPING TIME,
TO REST AT THE END OF DAY,
WHEN LIGHTS GO OUT AND NO-ONES ABOUT,
THE TOYS COME OUT TO PLAY,
A TRUMPET SOUNDS AND KINGS AND CROWNS,
ALL FOLLOW BEHIND THE BAND,
ACTION MAN AND DESPERATE DAN,
AND TWO DOLLIES HAND IN HAND,
DONALD DUCK DRIVES A TONKA TRUCK,
ROUND AND ROUND BIG TED,
GIVES A SHOUT THEN JUMPS ABOUT,
AND GOES FOR TEA INSTEAD,
GOLLY PASSED BY AND ASKED THEM WHY,
THE TRAIN WAS LATE THAT NIGHT,
OH IT WILL COME , BEAT OUT THE DRUM,
ITS JUST THE TIMES NOT RIGHT,
THE BALL ROLLED OUT AND BOUNCED ABOUT,
AS HIGH AS HE COULD GO,
THEN DID DESCEND TOWARDS HIS FRIEND,
BIG NOSED PINOCHIO,
THEY PLAYED AWAY TILL BREAK OF DAY,
WHEN NIGHT WAS ALMOST DONE,
RESUMED THEIR PLACETO GREET THE FACE,
OF THE SPARKLING NEW DAY SUN.

BY TONY BROOKS

Reserved

OUR GANG

POOR CATHY RILEY,
WETS HER FRILLY KNICKS,
AND SCRUFFY PETE BUGDIE,
SHOWS HIS DOG SOME TRICKS,
SUZY JANE LOST TWO CENTS,
DOWN THE DIRTY DRAIN,
DAFT OLD NAGGY ANNIE,
SITS OUT IN THE RAIN,
HOW DOES IT WORK NOW,
THAT TOY BY THE WALL,
HOW DO YOU PLAY WITH,
A BLOOMIN SQUARE BALL,
I POPPED SANDRAS BUSTERS,
THEY WERE JUST BALLOONS YOU SEE,
YOU'VE GOT TO BE A FRIEND O MINE,
TO COME AND PLAY WITH ME,
FREDDY ON HIS BICYCLE,
WENT RIDING OUT ONE DAY,
LEFT HIS BIKE OUTSIDE A SHOP,
SO I RODE THE THING AWAY,
HE WENT HOME ACRYING,
BUT HIS MOM WAS VERY WISE
SHE CAME AND TOOK IT OFF ME,
NOW FREDS GOT TWO BLACK EYES
YOUNG WILLY MORRISON,
HE WANTED ME A FIGHT,
JUST BECAUSE I THREW SOME PAINT,
AND TURNED HIS JUMPER WHITE,
SO I HIT HIM ONCE OR TWICE,
AND SHOVED HIM ON THE DECK,
NOW HIS DAD IS COMMING ROUND,
TO WRING MY BLOOMIN NECK,
HOWS MY MATE JEFREY,
THE OTHERS SAID HES ILL,
BUT I KNOW DIFERENTLY,
HES SCARED OF OUR JILL,
SAID HED HAVE A DATE WITH HER,
BUT HE NEVER SHOWED HIS UGLY MUG,
NOW JILL'S AFTER KILLING HIM
AND SQUASH HIM LIKE A BUG,
WELL WE ALL WENT OUT DRIVING,
IN MY DADDIES CAR,
BUT WE DIDNT HAVE THE KEY,
SO WE DIDNT GET VERY FAR,
ONE DAY I SOLD IT,
BUT DAD DIDNT UNDERSTAND,
CHASED ME ALL AROUND THE HOUSE,
WITH AN AXE IN HIS HAND,
WHAT SHALL WE BE PHIL,
WHEN WE GROW UP ONE DAY,
SHALL WE BE TWO SPACEMEN,
AND BE ROCKETTED AWAY,
OR SHALL WE BE TWO COWBOYS,
AND SWIG BEER INSTEAD OF TEA,
AND ID WANT TO BE AN OUTLAW,
COS THATS THE LIFE FOR ME,
SUPERMANS MY HERO,
BATMAN IS TOO,
WISH I COULD DO THE THINGS,
THEM TWO ALWAYS DO,
IF I WAS AS STRONG,
AS THAT BULLY FATTY PETE,
THEN WITHOUT A DOUBT I WOULD BE,
THE COCK OF OUR STREET.

by
TONY BROOKS

TOYS

WHEN SUPPERS OVER,
AND MOM SAYS I'M READY,
I BOUNCE UP TO BED,
TAKING MY TEDDY,
I PUT HIM BESIDE ME,
AND SNUGGLE UP TIGHT,
SO WARM AND COSY,
I SLEEP FOR THE NIGHT,
BUT HE GETS OUT OF BED,
AND SCAMPERS AROUND,
MAKES LOTS OF NOISE,
THOUGH I DONT HEAR A SOUND,
I DON'T MIND AT ALL,
HE'S JUST ONE OF THE BOYS,
AND LOVES TO PLAY,
WITH ALL MY OTHER TOYS,
HE'S GOT LOTS OF FRIENDS,
LIKE BILLY AND JOAN,
BUT WHEN I AWAKE,
HE'S ALWAYS ALONE,
I THINK HE ROMANCES,
AND ALLS NOT WHAT IT SEEMS,
HE'S REALLY BEEN SLEEPING,
AND JUST HAVING DREAMS.

BY
A.T.BROOKS