poetry folder
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Rhetorical question poemmy question poem
I wonder if they like being geese?They lay eggs
They have a big wingsThey are aquatic
I wonder if they like being geese?
Christmas poemmy holiday poem
Christmas...christmas trees...
hot cocoa...carolers singing...
gingerbread cookies..and opening up presents.
Christmas
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
Animals at school poemmy silly poem
Animals At School PoemMy Silly Poem
I came across a monkey
On the way to school
His hand was very weak
And his leg was very strong
I hid him in my desk
So that teacher would not see
He stayed there very quietly
Until frightened by a firecracker
Then he ran off and disappeared forever!
Ice cream poemMy delicious poem
I am ChrisI run 5,000,000,000,000,000- degrees ICE CREAM
STORE,there are flavors in my freezeryou have never seen before,
five divine creationstoo delicious to resist,
why not do yourself a favor,try the flavors on my list:
Chocolatevanilla
apple cream pieelectric bluerushing redI am Chris,
I run 5,000,000,000,000,000- degrees's ICE CREAM STORE,
taste a flavor from my freezer,you will surely ask for more.
Spring poemMy season poem
RainyBees and Sun
April, Breeze, and ShowersMay, March, Wind, Earth, Seeds, Flowers, Buds, Robins, birds,
and That is spring
Moon poem my moon poem
Crescent moonSmiling sideways through the
night...it reminds me of a happy manit looks this way because the
other sides are darkit appears after a couple days
Crescent moon
Name poemThe poem of names
My real name is Chris.Yesterday my name was Robert.
Today my name is Anderson.Tomorrow my name will be Zack.In my dreams my name is Sam.
Sometimes I don’t like my real name so sometimes I change.
Zebra poemMy animal poem
I am a Zebrastriped as a zebra as could be...
I dashing and dashing through the savanna.
I hiding from the wild cheetahs.I can run
I can Blend in with some surroundings.I am a Zebra
I can't make poetry poemmy excuse poem
Forget itYou must be kidding
I have bad handwritingi'm not imaginative enough
I don't make poetryI was late
I can't think hard enoughI don't like this
Time's up? Uh oh!All I have is a dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding.Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another one?