Gustav Klunk
I'm Gustav Klunk; A great big hunk!
Made out of other people's junk.
My horns are rusty handlebars.
My eyes; headlights from scrap yard cars.
I have a shiny tin can tail
and teeth made out of screws and nails.
With dustbin-lid wings I can glide
as my broken clock heart ticks inside.
Made out of other people's junk.
My horns are rusty handlebars.
My eyes; headlights from scrap yard cars.
I have a shiny tin can tail
and teeth made out of screws and nails.
With dustbin-lid wings I can glide
as my broken clock heart ticks inside.
This poem is copyright (©) Julie Anna Douglas 2024
About the Writer
Julie Anna Douglas
Julie has been writing poems for as long as she can remember and many of them have found homes is beautiful magazines like The Caterpillar, Ladybug and Spider and in poetry collections by The Emma Press and MacMillan Publishing. She particularly enjoys combining poetry and art in workshops for children and her first poetry collection 'Painting Poems' illustrated by Jools Wilson is full of colourful poetry and creative ideas. Her next book is full of poetry maps and will be out soon!
