Many people tell stories
Of monsters and beasts
Of knights killing dragons
And glorious feasts
Of vampires and werewolves
And seamonsters too
But none were as bad
As the Argly Woo
“What’s the Argly woo?”
I hear you all shout
Well that’s what this poem
Will tell you about
The Argly Woo
Was a massive creature
With two purple eyes
And five gallons of fur
It had massive jaws
And lived upon meat
Underneath all its fur
Grew four giant feet
With it’s claws and its teeth
It could destroy and devour
The widest village ever known
And the highest tower
But a horrible talent
That the monster had
Was that it could make anyone
Go completely mad
For instance, Sir Thomas
Who came up from the South
The Argly Woo easily got him
Foaming at the mouth
And then there was Ryan Dibble
who lived at north Jonkers
After just a look at the foul beast
He went completely bonkers
Some acted like a chicken
Some thought they were a bunny
And the Argly woo, (AW for short)
Found this rather funny
Now in Dogsthorpe in Peterborough
A boy heard of England's dilemma
And he set off to fight the beast
Taking his dog Emma
He also took some stinkbombs
a blanket and treacle too
and the boy went down across the border
to fight the Argly Woo
He found the monster after a while
Driving an old druid mad
And to see a grown up looking so weird
It didn’t seem right to the lad
Vowing to rescue the druid
And destroy the monster too
With great speed for an eight year old
He dived at the Argly Woo
For hours they did tussle,
Kicked and scratched and bit
rolled on the barren earth
Covering the boy in Argly spit
At this point the elder druid
Belted the monster on its behind
It stared, leered and licked its lips
And the old man lost his mind
Now perhaps it was out of revenge
but before the beast could give chase
The child yanked open the lid of the treacle
And flung it at its face
Whether it was luck or not
We will never know
But the the treacle fell all over the beast
And covered it head to toe
But before you could say Jack Riddle
Or even say bread roll
The monster grabbed Emma by her legs
And swallowed the little thing whole
The boy’s face hardened at the sight of this
And much to the monster’s surprise
Pulled out his set of stinkbombs
And hurled them in its eyes
Then before the beast could rally
And drive him round the bend
He stuffed the blanket in its mouth
And that was the creatures end
And the boy went back a hero
Much more famous than when he had gone
But the rumour is that The AW had kids
Many young Woos live on
So let this be a lesson
To all you kids out there
If you ever see an Argly woo
Please, oh please beware!

Comments
threeleafshamrock | March 8, 2009 - 19:16
Great; I can see how the kids would lap it up. Lovely juicy bit of poetry to get them hooked, well done!
Chris ;)
jennifer | March 9, 2009 - 18:21
Very funny, but cannot help but think that it would be better if the lines all 'scanned' properly, then the rhythm would be much stronger, what do you think?
Just also to note that 'it's' is never used as a possessive.
This would be a hit with kids, I especially loved:
'And then there was Ryan Dibble
who lived at north Jonkers
After just a look at the foul beast
He went completely bonkers'
J x
gristo | March 11, 2009 - 17:34
I know Jennnifer. There are a few bits that are a bit messy about this one. Its the first poem I wrote in my own time though - back when I was at primary school. I had to rip it off my parents ancient computer before it got chucked away.I was going to change it the other day (the jonkers/bonkers line kind of annoyed me actually) but family members wouldn't have been impressed. Its thought of very fondly as it is.
I (sadly) know it off by heart and can therefore make it scan in performance as well. Not the most useful skill in the world, but it can get me out of a spot of bother if there are young kids who need entertaining/putting to sleep :)