The Rosen Room (What?????!!!!!!)

I was at a school near Gatwick airport and, yes, they've got a Rosen Room. If you don't believe me, here are some pics of it with Rosen in it:

 

On the way there, I wrote a poem. I was looking at the trees by the side of the track and as it's Autumn, the leaves have fallen and in their place the branches are full of plastic bags...

The bags are ripe
On the Plastic Bag Tree,
Bags as far
As the eye can see.

Apples and pears, peaches and plums;
The fruit is ripe, it's fantastic.
Lemon and lime, bunches of grapes;
And old bags, made of plastic.

Shake the branches
Gather the crop,
It's time to take them
Down to the shop.

Fresh plastic bags
On sale today.
There's a choice of colour:
Black or grey!

Apples and pears, peaches and plums;
The fruit is ripe, it's fantastic.
Lemon and lime, bunches of grapes;
And old bags, made of plastic.

There's plenty on the shelf.
No need to panic.
And next year's bags
Might be organic.

The bags are ripe
On the Plastic Bag Tree
Bags as far
As the eye can see.
Bags as far
As the eye can see.
Bags of bags
As I can see.

© Michael Rosen