HATE LETTER TO A TOMATO by Lucas
Oh tomato
Your red colour is like a big monster
Gobbling me whole and walking down the road
Eating others who hate you as much as me.
Oh tomato
I just want to throw you away forever
I like you cooked when you’re dead
And suffering in the oven on my pizza
It’s my turn to eat you
Oh tomato
I hate you
SUNDAY DINNER by Max
I love mum
I love food
I love mum-made Sunday dinners of course!
It’s a plate of pure deliciousness
It’s a plate of rainbows and joy
I love my mum
I love food
But I love mum-made Sunday dinners
Because it’s food made by my mum