Pan Man
There was once an old man
Who on his head, wore a pan
And on the wall hung a fan
And he sang loudly with joy
With joy
With joy
And he sang loudly with joy
‘Oh, look at me! Finally, free!’
And he went on a long journey
To find the tall toucan tree
He walked away through the day
The day
The day
He walked away through the day
He found a sticky caterpillar
Who was a poisonous killer
So, he stuck it with polyfilla
Onto the big tall toucan tree
Toucan tree
Toucan tree
Onto the big tall toucan tree
Sumayyah Ahmad
love this poem so much imagination and thought put into it