On the walk to school, always delightful chatting to the LiveWires, we pass by a garden full of golden gnomes and other ornaments.
Outside one of the coffee shops are a pair of planters.
LiveWire No3 is practising for a Poetry Slam next week. This is her poem –
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
Eating black bananas
Where do you think he put the skins?
Down the King’s pyjamas!
Anon. Taken from “Slurpy Spaghetti”