The man was unreligious and so were his dogs,
They drank beer in the church in massive great slogs.
He cursed the bible he cursed St. Paul,
He cursed St. Luke, he cursed them all.
He called them liars, cheats, and deceptionists.

And looneys and that their minds were atwist. To believe in such rot its really quite plain. They were obviously madmen and quite insane.
It's up to you to do your worst
To do as he did OR follow the church.
M. Dolan, IA.

THE NEXT STEP IN EVOLUTION?
This was his third visit to Computer Control and it was slowly assimulating all his knowledge. He duly realised that his mind was being sucked away and soon he would be a mindless hulk. He tried to shamble off but was pinned to the wall by air blasts. The light of his mind slowly receded until it was a speck in the distance; and was finally blotted out. It stood there swaying, a puppet to be controlled. The red eye of Computer Control watched dispassionately, and when the hulk had been led away, wondered how such a creature had ever ruled the world.
I. Sneddon, VI.

THE BATTLE
It was on a summers morning.
When the battle had begun.
Swords were shinning brightly
In the glittering sun.
Clatter, clang, shouts and screams.
People were being killed in tens and fifteens.
Then one of the sides began to run,
The other side knew that they had won.
E. Cuthbert, 1C.