I have written a couple of children's rhyming books and want to know if they're any good?
MY GRANDAD THE WORLD’S GREATEST SECRET AGENT!
I wonder if my granny knows,
What my grandad does or where he goes,
But my grandad went and blew his cover,
When he told me and my little brother,
You see my grandad is the worlds very best,
Secret agent better then all the rest,
He’s told us tales of where he’s been,
And of how he protects the queen,
He’s big and strong with dashing looks,
And armed with gadgets to help catch the crooks,
Like springs in his boots to help him jump high,
And a super jet pack so my grandad can fly,
But I think the coolest thing by far,
Is his secret agent car,
It looks the same as every other,
But I know different and so does my brother,
The windows and doors are bullit proof,
And it fires rockets from the roof,
And there’s even a button by his feet,
That operates the ejector seat,
but the coolest thing i’ve ever seen,
Is the car turn into a submarine,
I think the reason for this must be,
So that he can fight villains under the sea,
Like a monster jellyfish, or a robotic shark,
Or maybe a gigantic octopus that lurks in the dark,
Or maybe its so he can get to his undersea lab,
And work on new ways of defeating Dr Crab,
But whether fighting bad guys on land or under the sea,
My grandad will always mean the world to my brother and me…..
THE END
MY FEARLESS LITTLE PIRATE BROTHER
In the pirate world there is no other,
More fearless then my little pirate brother,
With his pirate hat and his pirate dagger,
His wooden leg and his pirate swagger,
He sails the sea’s for the pleasure,
Of discovering new pirate treasure,
His motley crew stand by his side,
For what could be a bumpy ride,
First of all there’s cannonball Frank,
Who will make you walk the plank,
And barnacle Bill the captains cook,
Who catches fish by using his hook,
Sn oozy Sam sleeps up high in the crows nest,
For its the best place on the ship to get some rest,
And when the crew finnish eating their grub,
Colin the cabin boy is at hand to give the dishes a scrub,
And not forgetting Polly the parrot,
She’s bright orange just like a carrot,
This band of pirates are no fools,
For they share in their quest for precious jewels,
My little pirate brother is in command,
As he steers the ship towards dry land,
I wonder what adventures lie in store,
Says my little pirate brother as he lands on shore,
And with the treasure map in hand,
The crew set off across the sand,
And soon enough they fear the worst,
Another pirate gang reached the treasure first,
It looks like the adventure has come to an end,
With no gold coins or jewels for the crew to spend,
But Polly the parrot has a different view,
She flies down from the sky and squawks to the crew,
SQUAWK don’t panic their digging in the wrong place,
And a smile creeps over my little pirate brothers face,
Whilst Polly was flying high in the sky,
An X on the ground she did spy,
For what the other pirate gang had forgot,
Is X always marks the correct spot,
My little pirate brother got his treasure chest,
And with his crew sails home to get some rest…
THE END