A School Trip
Our class climbs into the massive orange spaceship
We’re all going to the moon today!
Mr Lavin says we can sing Happy Birthday
to our spaceship driver, Frank. We’re off! Yay!
The welcome centre is amazing! We are given
maps, jet packs, instructions, and are split into groups.
We set off into the ricky, bright, crater-filled landscape.
Stars are silver in the royal blue sky, boulders are red, yellow and indigo.
What’s that in front of us? It’s weird and it’s shouting
‘I want to eat you!’ Oh no, can our teacher save us?
Another alien, green with purple and blue spots, bounces up on a space hopper
and zaps the child-cruncher with its lazer finger.
It’s the end of our tour. Time for lunch and shopping.
We can go to MoonDonalds, Lunar King, Moon Pizzas or eat our packed lunches.
In the shop you can buy jelly aliens, flying saucers and haribou moon mix.
There’s alien rock and boxed astronauts. Buggies are good but too dear.
Our homeward trip is different. We’re all tired. We go
to sleep inside an egg, spinning back through strange skies,
watching a film of our wonderful day on the Moon. We land
near school, return to normal size. Our mums and dads are waiting
to take us home. We get our coats and bags, say thank you to the teachers.
This was the best trip ever!
To arrive at this poem, we decided on a topic incorporating as many ideas as possible, thought about how we could divide it up into groups and what order would make most sense. The groups came up with the ideas, fed it back to me and I drew it all together to show how to build up a poem.