What a Hullabaloo!

What a Hullabaloo! It's Huntington Primary's homework page

A Tear-Able Event
By J C

It was riding time again at the stable
I get there as soon as I'm able
Dressed in my best riding clobber
Hoping against pony drool and slobber

Whilst mounting my horse
I used a bit to much force
An enormous tear I did hear
In the direction of my rear

With my pants now on show
Not wanting anyone to know
Embarrassed off the horse I did jump
Then away I crept clutching my rump

Heading to the safety of toilet afar
Quick change then back to our old car

Chester
By C D

Seven little puppies
Ran round our feet
From the start we loved Chester
He was so sweet

With a snowy white body
And one brown ear
He looked so cute
And was without any fear

He tumbled around
And we could not resist
For he was only
The size of a fist

Boosters on Scooters
By H Z

I dashed to the window
And nearly tripped over

I climbed through the window
Thinking it was polite
Not waking ma little sis
In the middle of the night

The gang was waiting
On scooters and bikes
Scooters and boosters
And bikes that I like

We dodged the conkers
Before we went bonkers
We stopped
And we swapped

The bikes went fast
But the scooters got past
Because of the boosters
On the scooters

Hard school day
By M J

I jumped out of window onto my bike
Getting blinded by the morning light
We were heading to school, I looked like a fool
With my tie tucked up so tight

Big bully noticed and started to scoff
As quick as a flash I ran off
Into the boy's toilets then I dived
It was not pretty when he arrived

Six foot tall and still blooming marvellous
My teacher decided to come out and halve us
We sat in detention room with four hours gone
Not enough time to play some ping-pong

Daniel scissor hands
By D J

When I was a young lad
I was very very bad
I cut off my hair
Then stood on a chair
And shredded the bedroom curtains

What a shock my mum got
She said off you trot
And stay out of my sight
For the rest of the night

Ball in Face
By S

Now here's a tale you'll tell your mates
As your walking through your primary school gates
It's full of fun pain and agony
It's a story about my old friend Anthony

It all started at a baseball match
With St Louis Cardinals facing Indiana's Haystacks
My family had arrived in coats and hats
And dad was planning to buy a baseball bat

The match had started and Cardinals were winning
It was a good job it was the team my dad was bidding
Adam Wainwrite came out from the rear
As the smooth baseball came very very near

Now this is the bit, that you might find gruesome
For it's the part where Anthony got hit by the Zoomer
Ricky Branch belted the ball in the air
And it hit Anthony on the head and bounced off his chair

A hullabaloo was happening in the crowd
Until one brave man shouted out loud
I'll phone the ambulance with it's flashing light
For a Hullabaloo has happened tonight

Mouse Bite on Friend
By B B

I went to a house on bonfire night
Then we saw a mouse that gave my friend a bite
We followed it but I fell down the stairs
But then I realised no one actually cares

Fall off chair
By H N

At the age of 5 sitting on a chair
When my dad was as scary as a bear
Watching TV and staring
While my mum was very caring
Leaning forward as I fell off the chair
Cuts and bruises mainly bare

Mum laughed and cried
While we were carried inside
So this was a tale of this unfortunate event
No wonder it was a great event

Crack of Branch
By J

I put dog on lead
As I walked to the door
I gave mum the lead
And a tree I saw

I ran for the tree
And climbed up fast
Mum was unhappy
As the branch started to crack

I didn't realise at first
As I thought I'd stand tall
I'd been up before
When I went for the ball

But as the branch finally cracked, down I fell
Mum made a fuss as she came to help
But all was fine, I had just fell in mud
Until I got home and saw the blood!

Brothers with brothers too
By R N

Living in a pub at the age of 4
That's the time when my head was sore
Running around like little kids do
While my parents were making a brew

Dodging tables and chairs, mats on the floor
With my parents not moving a core
Playing with sis as sisters do
Same with brothers with brothers too

Running through a couple of tables
Gotta be careful of a few loose cables
Banged head on wooden chair
When I rushed for some fresh air

Rushed to hospital to stitch my head
Afterwards I went straight to bed

Tent in car
By E H

Excitedly we piled up car, until it exploded
We were finally loaded
We were off camping
But my dad was stamping
Because dogs had gone in river
And now was eating liver

When finally in car
Home was so far
As we drove to sea
I was ready for some tea

But disaster struck
When we ran out of luck
Tent would not go up
Instead of tea was a plastic cup

We drove into the night
And tried to fly kite
When wind was blowing
But dad's temper was flowing

It had been a long day for us
But I was with my Cus
We find a hotel to spend the night
We were in bed tucked up tight

We woke in the morning
When the day was dawning
And drove home
With my lucky comb

Bump on Door
By C T

I was sat with my friend Ellie
We were both watching telly
We were going upstairs to draw
When my friend walked into the door

When she had rubbed her head
She went to lay on her bed
And she said, "I hate that door!"
It made my head sore

Drop on Bottom
By S

What a Hullabaloo
When I was only two
My dad threw me up
With hand on cup

I dropped on the floor
Mum opened the door
She said to my dad
That she was very mad
For dropping me on the floor
And not to do this any more

Swim Camp
By F B

In 120 hours I'm going on a plane
Then I am flying off to Spain
I've been packing my clothes for the last few days
Soon I'll be ploughing up the pool soaking up rays

I'm off to the sun
To have some fun
The training will be tough
But I'm sure it wont be rough

We'll be sliding round the bends
I'll be there with my friends
At the giant water park
At
FURTEVENTURA!

Ouch
By S W

I got a new bike
What am I like?
I rode it into a lamppost
While eating some toast

I broke my bike
What am I like?
I put it in repair
While eating an éclair

Lip
By L

When I was young I ran around
Its not a good idea to do it in a kitchen
Where a chairs hind legs are stuck up at an angle
I ran around crashed into the chair
And that is only the beginning

My lip was hanging when my mum found me
And had to take me to casualty
When we were there
A little boy had broken his leg
And had taken two chairs
But I still ran around and around guess what happened next
I ran to the boy, forgot to stop
And made his leg even worse

Cheerleading competition calamity
By M H

Its 5.50am on Sunday morning
But it's not at all boring
On a coach we went
To not that nice Stoke on Trent

We got the coach from Archbishop Holgate
And in the cars we all had to wait
For the car park gates to open
As the naughty caretaker hadn't awoken

At the end of the day
Of shouting and screaming wahayyy!
On we all piled onto the coach
As another hullabaloo approached

Well, first shy girl was sick
And the next thing had to be a trick
The door would not close
And then we all went home

At the school the car would not start
And my big red shiny heart
Was beating very fast
But then the car started at last