3D shapes are fat not flat
a cone is like a party hat
a sphere is like a football
a cube is like a dice that you roll
and that’s what shapes are
Poems
Cave Man Poem
There once was a man called Dave
who was very brave
and had a club
also he was known as a dude!!!
Outfits and Characters
My outfit is pretty,
but mostly a pity
I’m an outstanding character,
With amazing stamina
I have the strategy,
To build a house
The fun house
I have the energy
I turn on my light
jump in fright
And turn on my outfit
March of the Martyrs
Here they come, there they go,
Marching in the winter snow,
What they march for, they don’t know,
Standing in their own shadow.
Towards a denigrated foe,
Here they come, there they go,
Chanting songs as strong as steel,
But how does metal ever feel?
Swaying, praying, loading guns,
Looking back; no time to run.
Here they come, there they go,
Below the moon’s midnight glow.
Planes take off into the sky,
This is it; it’s time to die.
Loved ones cry, but even so,
Here they come, there they go.
The Peace
Moist air lingered before what would come,
‘The peace before the storm’
They would say.
Oh, I disagree,
The ‘Peace’ to me is overwhelming
A single form of unrecognised suppression,
Energy, a force,
Wanting to let go.
Let free.
Is it tired of hiding?
A crackle and flash,
Accompanied by the piercing downpour.
To many, this is danger;
To some, this is relief.
Now, all is still
All is over.
The ‘Peace’ has began
Once again.
The Cat Called Fat!
I saw a little cat,
Which was named Fat,
It was really cool,
At the same time it was a fool.
Fat jumps around,
Like it was on the playground,
It always drinks milk,
But it doesn’t wear silk.
One day Fat started to cry,
Because cats can’t fly,
The cat was very shy,
It started to ask why.
Then it realised it was a mammal,
But it didn’t hate Camels,
Fat doesn’t like light,
But did like night.
My mum hates it a bit,
Before I found about it,
I saw a little cat,
WHICH WAS NAMED FAT!
My Holiday
My holiday was awesome
It was so good
I had played, studied
And all that cool stuff
Mom scolded me, praised
Me
It was really fun
I got toffees
Sometimes less
I cried
I danced
I sang a song
It was more fun then ever
My Holidays
My holidays are great
My holidays are fun
No school for a month
And eating pizzas and a tasty bun
The holidays are finished
But they were great
They didn’t start early
They didn’t start late
I went to many places
Like Kidzania, but that’s all
I didn’t have enough kidzos though
To buy a new doll
I hope that your holidays were great
And smashing and lovely and nice
Enjoy your holidays
I know that I don’t have to tell you twice