Sheneeka's Hair

A daft picture book.

I know it’s rude to ogle and I know it’s bad to stare

but there was something really odd about Sheneeka’s hair.

Eight plaits sticking sideways, right-angled from her head

but those plaits weren’t plaits at all, but spider legs instead.

She used to bring a packed lunch and much to our surprise

there was nothing in her lunchbox but bumblebees and flies.

Our parents did not believe us, nor Miss Boniface

So she was quite shocked when the saucer came from outer space.

It landed in the playground with a whir and with a hum

and a great big voice came booming and all it said was, ‘come’.

Then Sheneeka’s hair wriggled, and started to flex and quiver.

We felt prickles down our backs and we began to shiver.

Sheneeka’s head popped off her neck and her hair began to carry it

over the playground, past the bench, off to her space chariot.

Sheneeka called out ‘goodbye my friends, been fun, you will be missed’.

Then one plait went to her lips and blew a farewell kiss.

Her head and hair were sucked up, by a beam of bright blue light

The saucer shot up in the sky and was soon out of sight.

So remember when you gaze out, far beyond the stars

Sheneeka’s hair is waving: She’s a Spider from Mars.

Reviews

[Woody]

this is a fun poem. a very pleasant read indeed. funnily, it reminds me of Mars Attacks.
I enjoyed the read.

[Trigorin]

Not bad. Whimsical, definitely, and I think you've taken a somewhat unusual approach with the topic matter which definitely makes the audience keep reading. Could see this working very well as a picturebook. Good work.