Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Poetry 2018 | Page 56

The New Journey to the West
Yew Chung International School (Primary), Cai, Kyle - 9
There was once a King, who lived in the East,
He thought to himself: It’s time for a feast.
You see, dear reader, he was quite fat,
Anyone could’ve mistaken him for a giant rat.
So he set off, to the village below,
And he said “I’m just like Marco Polo!
I’m handsome, I’m adventurous, and I like to explore,
The villagers are just… so poor, poor, poor!”
Oh, he is a HORRIBLE man,
I mean, he even hated Peter Pan!
So let’s leave him, with his disgusting feast,
Because we are about to leave the East.
Over in the West, there was a pig,
That was addicted to common fig.
He also had a very LARGE brain,
And he lived with the one and only: Bruce Wayne.
He bragged to anybody nearby,
“I know everything, including pi!”
His greatest hero, was master Monkey King,
Who was currently retired in Beijing.
Anyway, this piggy bragged so much,
A king met him and said to keep in touch.
And that is how the world’s cleverest “Beast”
Came to become a royal priest.
Now, we’re gonna fly to the South,
Where we’ll meet a dwarf with a very big mouth.
Dwarves (over there) were known to keep secrets and lie,
But whenever someone told him a secret… he would just cry.
It was a curse that he couldn’t shake off,
Created by a sorcerer called: Virus Cough.
He was probably born as a practical joke,
To make people laugh, grin, giggle and croak.
Whoosh! Now we’re here in the North,
Where we’ll meet a Monk called: Xuanzang the fourth.
He worked out in the gym every day,
And at the nights, he would pray:
“Oh Buddha, I am thy Holy Man,
More powerful than a caravan.
Take this offering, a guacamole,
I pray to you, and to you only,
To make me stronger, when I train,
To strengthen the body and the brain.
Hā-mí-tuó-fuó, Shā-lā-tuó-mó,
Bǔ-tā-luò-tuó, Sǎn-tà-xuán-pó.”
Holy man was kind and friendly,
But when made MAD could beat the monstrous 20.
These are the 4 that will go on the quest,
The New Journey to the West!
So... piggy and King decided one day,
that they wanted to go to the North and play.
And not the childish playground “play”,
I mean real army and stuff, okay?