Autumn poem

Autumn comes early to this busy school,
No tidy grounds, no daffodils,

But Crippled leaves thrown around,
Forgotten rubbish tumbling on the ground,
And patchy rain pattering on the roof,
And the leaf-losing leaves drop some scrumptious fruit
Crunchy acorns drop helplessly to the ground,
And the unforgiving chainsaws cut trees with a growling sound.

Autumn comes early to this busy school,
No tidy grounds, no daffodils,
Yet one small ray of sun creeps through the sky,
And the yells of the first football game drift up high.

Stealing Chocolate

 I hopped over the fence and I heard the usual loud woof and footsteps, which told me that the dog was there and waiting for me. It was home time, after school, and way after the school patrol had finished. Sam sprinted past me just in time to hear the doorknob turning and my brother asking Sam, how's my doggy!!?? Inside the kitchen I would usually grab a chocolate and go away to play soccer but this time I waited until both my brother and mum had gone and tiptoed to the treat jar. I thought "what shall I have, there are moro's and crunchies... I'll choose the moro - it lasts." Before I had time to reach into the jar my brother called out. "Are you coming or what?" "In a minute." I replied. As I started to peel off the wrapper I heard a THUMP, THUMP, THUMP of the stairs; I had taken too much time and mum was coming down with speed. Fumbling with the wrapper, I shoved it in my mouth. "Mum asked Does it take that long to eat a chocolate? I nod, trying to make it seem like it did. "Well, I know it doesn't." She said, "next time you're getting only one." And that was that.