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Blackadder
Black, slithering across a chequered surface.
Heaven
Once 'twas dark, now 'tis light.
Ruined
Stuffed, out on dark streets, begging.
Library
A squirrel's store, abundant paper treasures.
Here is a poem I have just made. I hope you like it! :-)
Short dragonfly sparkle
Under the water,
eggs hatch.
The larvae grow slow,
all bad.
They hatch out vicious,
no good.
Then they come in air,
they rest.
They grow into beautiful dragonflies.
Flitting as sparkles over the water.
Harmless, they upsettingly die quickly.
The glimmer is shortlived, but remembered
by one who was there, to see the sparkle
of a shortlived dragonfly.
Here is another one:
My brand new poem!
WHAT I CAN PUT DOWN ON PAPER
I can put down words.
Many words.
Dream, Love, Trust, Learn.
I can write.
I can draw.
I can write
The world is beautiful.
Life is a gift.
Death is another gift.
I can write
It will rain today.
I love my mamma.
I live on this earth.
I can write
The early bird gets the worm.
Please don't beat about the bush.
I can write
The earth is round.
A diamond has four sides.
Zebras live in Africa.
Oh dear.
I cannot write
What goes on in my head.
Every word my mamma told me.
What the robin called solenmly to the wind.
Did I hear?
I cannot write that.
I cannot put that down on paper.
Sad.
So Sad.
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