November 22


I scare people for a living

Don’t judge me

I sometimes do the unforgiving

I live near a lemon tree

The shocking thing is

that the weren’t always red

I sometimes play with t.n.t

I always kill someone

So……….I run

Near me theirs lots of heads

I don’t know why

Cause I take out the eye

Then the thighs

Then the toes

And then the nose

Then they die

Then my mum makes some eye, toes, noes thigh pie

If you don’t eat your bones

Then your kicked out of our home

So don’t mess with me

Or you can kiss goodbye

To your eyes and thighs


November 17


“Jay I know your are aggressive but you have to hide it emotions” The Teacher told me

but where would we hide it all?” I asked the teacher

“Ummm read this” The teacher said handing me a card with a poem on it, it read

“Sometimes our emotions will get the best of us

Look for a way to clam down like chess

Just remember to strong

But try not to be wrong”

“OK then I will try it” I said lifting my head up ready to tackle this challenge

“Oh goodie, I did my job right!” The teacher exclaimed


November 15

Poem on Summer!

The Summer breeze

There’s no time for colds

You shouldn’t even sneeze

Let Summer unravel its folds

With beach and sun

You’ll have so much fun

Because it is not cold like May

You could fun all day


November 14


Poem Parade



Intro poem

Animal poem

Food peom



Welcome to these poems

Take a good glance

Try not to prance

Welcome to these poems



This is a school for cats

Fat cats

The ones who eat mats

This is a school for cats



I am in a mood

To have some food

So I chewed and chewed

My food









November 12

Poem…School day!!

I looked at the teacher

Hoping to die

Because I forgot to do my poem

On the word pie

I thought all my options of I could tell the teacher

Maybe I could lie

Or even better die

Maybe to die is to much

As I have a yummy lunch

I could go to sick bay

and have a big lay

“Wake up Luke” the teacher yelled

but instead I puked

On the teacher

The teacher looked

like a disgusting creature

“Your expelled”the teacher yelled

Yes! I thought



November 10


I walked around the isolated city I closed my eyes imagining how busy this abandoned city would of looked before the volcanic eruption no ash nothing just people abruptly my mind started to flicker a saw images of ghost. I opened my eyes to see I was floating but no one was holding me I swayed my legs hoping to fall to the ground, it worked I stumbled onto the ground and scampered away “Help!!!” I shrieked I ran and ran I took a moment to take a breath all of a sudden I was in the air higher then I was before. I was slipping. I fell.



November 9


Our teachers are the best

They beat all the rest

They are kind

And don’t mind

If we are loud

If they were in the sky

They wouldn’t be a cloud

They would be a sun

Who gives out happiness!

So let’s shout Hip hip hooray

For our MPPS teachers

Who work hard everyday



November 9


The shiny light showing little water drops reflected against the feathers

Little webbed feet patted against the dirt

Quacking little sounds of happiness repeated over and over again

Joy rushed through my body as I watched small ducks waddle up to me

Tiny beaks pecked against my shoe 1 by 1

Cute feet,Cute beak,Cute feathers

Could they get any cuter?

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