Enid Mary Blyton

(1897 - 1968 / East Dulwich, London)

Firework Night - Poem by Enid Mary Blyton

BANG!
What's that?
Bang-Bang! Oh, Hark,
The guns are shooting in the dark!
Little guns and big ones too,
Bang-bang-bang!
What shall I do?
Mistress, Master, hear me yelp,
I'm out-of-doors, I want your help.
Let me in-oh, LET ME IN
Before those fireworks begin
To shoot again-I can't bear that;
My tail is down, my ears are flat,
I'm trembling here outside the door,
Oh, don't you love me anymore?
BANG!
I think I'll die with fright
Unless you let me in to-night.
(Shall we let him in, children?)
Ah, now the door is opened wide,
I'm rushing through, I'm safe inside,
The lights are on, it's warm and grand-
Mistress, let me lick your hand
Before I slip behind the couch.
There I'll hide myself and crouch
In safety till the BANGS are done-
Then to my kennel I will run
And guard you safely all the night
Because you understood my fright.


Comments about Firework Night by Enid Mary Blyton

  • Chinedu Dike (11/23/2015 5:32:00 PM)


    A well articulated narrative piece of poetry, nicely penned with beautiful rhyme scheme. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Mary. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 14, 2015



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