Thursday, March 8, 2012
Rhyming Poems
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Sadness
ReplyDeleteGloom, not so good, sadness
You feeling blue?
Sadness is madness
You feeling gloom?
Something not going well?
Look on the bright side
So what if you stumbled and fell
Stretch that smile big and wide
You get a bad score on a test
Boom! Boom! Of your feet dragging on the floor
This day is not my best
I’m just going to walk out the door
by Lilly
It’s quite a muck
ReplyDeleteOops I stepped in it
I think I’m stuck
Its hardening cut a slit
I’m the color of gray
It’s getting quite dry
Forever I stay
What am I ?
From,
Savannah
Pudding
ReplyDeleteGooey gooey mushy
Mash mash gushy
Pudding chocolate flavor
The sweet taste I savor
Slurp slurp yum
Yummy yummy in my tum
Pudding, a slice of heaven
Ah, it’s gone, I’m starvin’
by,Lilly
GIANT
ReplyDeleteTaller than a Redwood Tree,
He stands plainly right there,
He is right in front of me,
I feel smaller than a hare,
I don’t know if he can see,
He drinks lakes in a gulp,
I wonder if he’s scared of me,
From the rocks he squeezes pulp!
I wonder what size shoe he wears,
His foot must be the size of a boat,
I’ll swim away with one of his mares,
His big boat feet probably float,
He will come right out of the cloud,
From in the sky rain comes and pours,
And soon, louder than loud,
Come the Giants roars!
Ashley G.