Year 5 and 6 Fire Poems
Children in Miss Thompson's class have been writing poems about the Great Fire of London.THE FIRE
The fire has woken with a flash,Destroyed baker's shopThere is nothing left but only ash. Angrily hopping from roof to roof,Waking up all of the sleeping houses,London has woken up from a roar. The vicious arms alert London,A the people scatter away,Sprinting past the as the lion chases them, Water will not stop it,As they loudly shout for more,The air pushing the blazing fire away,Its getting faster and faster from house to house, It finally stops at Smithfield,As everyone's cheering,While the fires sadly going away,Now there's nothing left of him By LukeLondon Fire.
The fire wakes up; freedom at last,As he happily jumps around the baker's shop. He jumps and hops around the roof tops,People running like leopards from the blazing hotfire. He cheerfully comes around the street licking up everything in his path,But as the fire dies out,The dark smoky ash lies softly over what left of the city of London. by Olivia
London's Burning

By Jane
THE FIRE OF LONDON
The beast wakes up and bursts out of the red hot ovenand releases his deadly toxic gas.at 1pm the fire is hideously destroying houses by the seconddown they go in to ash crackling and still blowing up wood everywhere. After a day London was obliterated by the secondit was dying by waterbut on day 5 then 13 hours into the day he died. By DeclanThe Fire of London

The fire starts in a baker's shop,Then suddenly jumps to life,It burns the door down,Then stretches his arms across the whole of London. Scorching houses like a desert,Demolishing London as quick as a flash,He is being angry like a beast. His arms coming towards you then destroying everything in his path,Finally he starts to die,Then he dies. By Ayisha
