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| Your School's Name: The American Institute of Monterrey |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Martha Nelly García |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
Friendship is important.
It is all around us.
Friendship goes faster than you can think.
Global friendship is like matches. Nobody controls them. They go off and on all day.
Sometimes you will not have good luck.
Some people love global friendship.
| Your School's Name: St. Johns Collage School Cambridge | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Tim Beeson-Jones |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) Tim Beeson-Jones | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
The Majic Box
I will put in my box:
The icredible warmth from the fire in the cold library
The soound of the wind chimes nailed to the tree house
The creaking of doors in an old tudor house.
I will put in my box:
The trickle of our pond at night at night, so soothing in the summer
The seish of the wind blowing the leaves off the trees
The soft touch of our guinea pigs fure.
I will put in my box:
A fire still burning in a deserted house
Blue leaves on a normal tree
A motor bike with wings soaring through the sky.
My box is fashond from:
brass and gold with swirls on the lid picturs in the corners and hinges made from jewellery.
I shall go sailing iin my box through seas made of chockolate.
By Tim Beeson-Jones
| Your School's Name: St John's College School |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Enily Cornish |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) anon |
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Your Poem:
Kenneth
The chief defect of Kenneth Plumb
Was chewing too much bubble-gum
He chewed away with all his might
Morning, evening, noon and night
Even (oh, it makes you weep)
Blowing bubbles in his sleep
He simply couldn't get enough
His face was covered with the stuff
As for his teeth - oh what a sight
It was awonder he could bite!
| Your School's Name: balderstone | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: trevor |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) trevor | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? cos it is a really nice piece |
Your Poem:
every time i think of you i feel the intensityof loving you.whati whant more than anything is to old you in my arm's and tell you just how much i love you,and how much i whant you in my life.please dont ever doubt my love for you because it is as real today as it was the day we first began to share a love from trevor
| Your School's Name: St Johns |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: kirsty Ayton |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) Kit Wright |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? its funny |
Your Poem:
Me
My mum is on a diet
My dad is on the booze
My gran's out playing Bingo
And she was born to lose
My Brithers stripped his moterbike
Although it's bound to rain
My sister's playing Elton John
Over and Over again
What a dim old family!
What a dreary lot!
sometimes I think that I'm the only Superstar they've got
| Your School's Name: St Johns Colledge School | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Abraham Knight |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? I feel very strongly about animal rights |
Your Poem:
I am
I am the one crazy about dogs
I wonder if there’s more to grass
I hear the sound of threatening feet
I see a friend who I thought was lost
I want to be the greatest designer
I am the one crazy about dogs
I pretend to be another dog
I feel an inner sadness
I touch the nicest dog in the world
I worry about too much
I cry about animal cruelty
I am the one crazy about dogs
I understand the feeling when no one sees your point of view
I say you should always forgive
I dream one day we'll go on holiday to Mars
I try to always do my best
I hope I'll one day be famous
I am the one crazy about dogs
By Abraham Knight
