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Post by boycrazier2 on Apr 22, 2005 17:03:27 GMT -8
Sweet Little Tweet There was a bird named Little Tweet Everything she ate became sweet An orange cat would chase Tweet would fly with grace Little Tweet was a parakeet (Limerick)
High up Here Swoosh this is a leafy place where children ascend where the twittering of bluebirds echo (echoes?) Kids have stepped here gazed here sighed here relaxed here spoken here of peacefulness, of nature, of breathtaking things. When you come, come quickly, rise quickly, decline quickly, be mindful of the fears of others, this is a leafy place, swoosh. (teacher wrote out layout. we filled in the blanks)
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Post by faerieprincess720 on May 4, 2005 18:20:54 GMT -8
ooo, i like the first one, it's very cute ;D and the second one wasn't bad. they are very cute! good job
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Post by fullbloom720 on May 5, 2005 12:33:12 GMT -8
Cool poems, boycrazier! I think echoes is the proper word - where you had it in parentheses lol. Just to help out. Anyway, I like both of your poems!
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