Little Kid With The Big Sick Bucket

This poem is all about these people i see sat outside the staffrooms in schools. They are a bit poorly and look a bit green round the gills. I hope they all get better soon!!!

Little Kid With The Big Sick Bucket

You always see one
sometimes two
sat outside the staffroom
not knowing what to do

The little kid
with the ghostly face
they have a big sick bucket
just in case

They might have headache
or a dodgy tum
now they're sat waiting
for their Mum

I always see them
as i walk by
they always look
like they're going to cry

i feel right sad
whenever i see
the little sick kid
with the bucket on his knee