Poetry Rivals 2016

Taking poetry from the page to the stage!

My Brother Thinks He’s A Vampire!

You may have a brother like a dinosaur,
He may even think he can fly,
You may have a brother, who thinks he’s a monkey
And climbs the trees up high.

My friend told me he had a brother,
Who calls everybody a liar,
But I just laughed and giggled and said,
‘My brother thinks he’s a vampire!’

He bites
And claws
And fights
And gnaws,
For my brother thinks he’s a vampire!

You may have a brother, who squabbles,
He may even like a fight,
You may have a brother, who won’t go to bed
And reads his books all night.

You may have a brother who thinks he’s a builder
And pretends he’s up for hire,
But I would just laugh and giggle and say,
‘My brother thinks he’s a vampire!’

With a whoosh
Zoom
Crash
Boom
My brother thinks he’s a vampire!

I try to tell him he’s not
And that I have had enough,
But he just tells me to shut up
And carries on with his vampire stuff.

So now he won’t eat any garlic
And now I am starting to miss
The old him who wouldn’t scratch me,
But would give me a nice big kiss.
When he didn’t zoom!
Row!
Hit!
Pow!
For my brother thinks he’s a vampire!


Luca Dixon (12)