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Miller's End by 5 Parks

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Miller's End
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The Prequel
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By 5 Parks
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Year 5 Parks
Millers End - The Prequel
The following poems were inspired by the poem Millers End by Charles Causley. The children were tasked with writing a poem about what happened to the boy before his early death.
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Bill the garden boy
One frozen winter ago, poor Miss Witherbe used to know .

One cold wintery morning, just as the day was dawning.

Two friends were playing by a lake, when Miss Witherbe started to shake.

For her friend called Bill had started to roll down the hill, he struggled and struggled with all his might but in the end, he gave up the fight.
by Mia Gilfoyle
by Mia G
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Miller's End mystery
The sad old tale of Miller's End,
When sad old Bill went around the bend,
He sadly fell, in the pool
He soon discovered, it wasn't cool

It was only, one cold day
When bro and sis went out to play.
Suddenly, the pool wasn't there
but little old Billy didn't care.

So out he ran, on the ice,
but little did he know, he had to pay the price
so he fell, in the pool
and Miss Witherby felt like a fool.

Now Miss Witherby dresses in black,
all because she wants to bring him back.
by George
The death of Bill the garden boy
by saskia
On a morning like no other
Annie Witherby lost her brother
Down Billy went splashing one very old duck
As he fell in he lost all his luck

Annie Witherby danced in joy
Shouting out oh boy oh boy oh boy
She never owned up to kill
Her dear old brother Bill

Annie wishes she could turn the clock back
When all she wheres is black black black
His ghost will stick to play
And only leave when Annie will pay
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how the garden boy drowned
On the cold evening,
where the Garden boy stood,
staring down
at the cold dark mud.

Not knowing what was coming,
there stood a killer,
being pushed down
towards the frozen river.

Scrambling for life,
he tried to swim,
but to his luck,
he had a sore limb.

"Noooo!" shouted Bill.
All he could see was a dreadful face,
gasping for breath,
saying goodbye to the horrible place.

After that night,
there was no joy,
nothing was left,
from Bill the garden boy.
By Harvey Ray
By Harvey Ray
By Harvey Ray
By Harvey Ray
By Harvey
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