Pablo Neruda was very ugly. His nose stuck out and so he had no friends. So as not to get bored he took to writing poems and wrote so many that he covered all the paper in his house. Every time he saw a piece of paper he wrote a poem. When they wouldn't fit in the house any more he had to go and live in the street and then he met a lady and they fell in love. Miguel Ángel Mouriño, aged 9.