plot a plan to kill king James the king of Engaland
giging a tunnel far away
rent a house to stay
barrels of gunpodered rolling all day
nerealy a year they dag this tunnel
fourlks getting the mach to lite it
when the gaurds see him
he was sent king James straight away
no awners the made
now we celebrate this day with poping fireworks
have bright day
Wow another great poem
Mrs Hirons
Wow Katie, what a great poem!
Miss Pickford