poetry from school!

Ned Kelly

Ned Kelly, that's me.
Leader of the fearless Kelly Gang, I am he,
and it is the police i hate to see.
In my own hotel, I said, "Run for your lives." But they all were dead.
All exept me.
As this rope goes around my head, and in thrity seconds i'll be dead.
Ned Kelly, that was me.
Once leader of the fearless Kelly gang, I was he.
Don't forget me Ma, I'm history.

Alone

One dirty sad lonley year in this war,
all started by one murder.
But why should we be called to fight?
It should be men with muscle and might.
Why should it be my problem?
I think of my family way back home,
and i'm just sat here all alone.