The poems are largely written in rhyming verse and touch on themes of friendship, animals, beach life and matariki celebrations.
Among the group’s favourites was the collective work A Horse Called Monty.
There was once a horse called Monty.
He was tame and friendly and shonty.
He eats carrots and apples and hay for dinner.
And trains for races, because he’s just a beginner.
He’s been ridden on roads and the beaches.
Training hard, so one day he’ll be a winner.
He jumps all day, over railings and fences,
When he walks in the park, he hops over benches.
His owner is called Dastardly Dave.
Who’s handsome and tall and always brave.
Sometimes he gets to go for a ride.
Running and galloping in the ocean’s tide.
“Just like Shakespeare!” says Hancock of the neologism shonty.
“Making up new words.”