Onomatopoeia Poem

The Chocolate Biscuit

Poem by Nathan Johnson

As I eat the chocolate biscuit I slashed

Through it with my teeth it smashed

My tooth and my biscuit fell out into the ocean

It got swept away with the motion

Of the current and it dragged it to China

Into a posh diner

And it got eaten

And beaten

By a child

With the spice as mild

Then it got digested

And invested

Into the Chinese bank

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I am from the orange beanbag,

from fresh water and smelly soap.

I am from the ferns out the back,

from the West Coast Basketball team.

I am from the punga tree.

I am from the sounds of cicadas chirping,

from the soft couch.

I’m from Rapahoe beach and Punakaiki,

from Aunty Annie and Uncle Chris.

I’m from swimming at the pool and watching movies.

From playing Fortnite with Dad and sleeping.

I’m from, “Kia ora.” and “How are you?”

From the pages of Shrek and Baby Shark.

I am from gaming and Fortnite.

I am from basketball, my backyard.

I’m from Wellington and New Zealand.

Macaroni and soup,

from World  War 1.

From surviving Gallipoli

and my grandad’s tan leather wallet.