My rucksack resembles a bottomless sack

Jam-packed with my stuff ever stuck to my back

Containing a book and two comics for reading

An apple, a sandwich on which I’ll be feeding

A bottle of sparkling water for drinking

(My parents suggest it’s got our kitchen sink in)

It carries a pencil, blank paper, fun stickers

A padlock, an odd sock, a spare pair of knickers

A wad of clean tissues, a big bar of chocolate

My door keys and phone tightly zipped in the pocket

I’ve squeezed in my tablet, along with my glasses

Although I’m unsure as to where my bus pass is

My baseball cap languishes down at the bottom

With trinkets and items I’ve long since forgotten

It holds a small stash of emergency money

Along with some sun cream in case it’s too sunny

You’ll find an umbrella for days when it’s pouring

I’m sure if I tried I could still fit lots more in

My rucksack resembles a bottomless sack

Jam-packed with my stuff ever stuck to my back