Poems

I write poems about Romans
with alliteration, and I come up with good creations
I like math, it will lead me to a good path to my future
My teacher Mrs Mowet was ace in the egg and spoon race
I like to write it makes me feel bright
If my friends share I will care
P5 you were great so I appreciate

Happy is when you are excited
At the carnivals
Partying with your friends
Playing pool with your friends
You are lucky

you feel tearful, you feel sad, you feel sad
you are heartbroken like the ground
the sky is crying above your head

There was a young girl from Spain
She liked to dance in the rain
When she went to school
She broke all the rules
Her best friend was always a pain

At evening when the lamp is lit
All alone, at home I sit
Night time calls, and to my den
Off I crawl again

Silently I climb the stairs
Now alone, without you here
I pray for Ann, her soul to keep
In Heaven
Where Angels fold their wings and sleep

There was a young boy from France
Who liked to play with ants
He once stood on one
And got attacked by a ton
His mum told him to wash his hands

Once there was a girl
She liked to be in a swirl
But once she saw a unicorn
A real unicorn with a horn
Then the unicorn said come and dance
We are going off to France

Whoosh, and they where in France

So the unicorn started to prance.

You’ve been my best friend since we were so small
now we’ve grown up and we are so tall
You never give up when I trip and fall
remember that time that you kicked my ball?
That’s when we first met
I had no regrets
and you are the best
I am so lucky to have you!

A cat chaser
A sun bather
A sock ruiner
A bone lover
A bird catcher
A thunder hater
A sun gazer
A noisy howler
A grumpy growler
A fence breaker