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A POETRY COLLECTION written by Harleya member of the 2011
Burchfield
Club
Table of Contents
What am I I am Poem Color poem Abc poem Parody poem Shape Poem Limerick Diamonte Monster Poem Patchwork Poem
WHO AM I?/WHAT AM I? POETRY
What am I ?I am fat and furry,I can be black or brown,I have claws,I’m big or small.I can be a cub or an adult.
What am I ?
(a bear)
I Am poem
I Am PoemI am happy and loudI wonder if I will be a teacher
somedayI here pop, pop, pop!I see an ice cream cone all day I want a Justin Bieber poster I am happy and loud
I pretend to be a teacherI feel hungry for an ice cream cone I touch a rainbow I worry about my pap in the hospital
I cry when I think about my papI am happy and loud
I understand my pap is sick and could die
I ‘m sad when I think about my papI am happy and loud
COLOR POETRYRed tastes like red cherries.Orange juice smells like oranges !
Yellow feels like lemon peelsGreen looks like grassBlue sounds like bluebirds !
How do colors make you feel?
By. Harley Scheibel 3-C
Monster Poem There’s a monster in my bathroom. I saw his red eyes. They glow in the dim light and give me a
surprise. The monster is tall. He is bad and hairy. He has green teeth. That hairy monster. There’s a monster under my desk at home. He has tiny small hands. It untied my shoes and tied the shoelaces
together. I fell and bumped my head.
ABC POETRYAlong time agoBabe ruth Cracked a homerun
and Dove to home plateEveryone cheeredFor the yankees!
SHAPE POETRY
A PARODY POEM
Hey Diddle Middle Hey diddle middle the cat and the fiddle. The cow jumped over the flies. The little dog laughed to see such fun. And the dish ranaway with the fries.
A LIMERICKI once met a boy
from Mars.Every day he ate
from a jar.But whenever he
stopped. The jam jar
dropped.That strange hungry
boy from Mars!
PATCHWORK POETRY There once was a cat, Who had a softball bat, The crazy cat, Sat on cat fat hat.
There once was a frog, Sitting On a loge, He was friends with a hog, That has its own blog.by HARLEY , MCKENNA AND
JULIANNA
DIAMANTE POETRYOutside
butterflies, birdsPlaying , running,swimming
Flowers,plants, bed,deskStudying, eating,sleeping
Quiet,safeInside