Thursday 12 June 2008 at 12:02 pm
Birds build there nests in my trees
They steal everything
They steal my petals off my plants in my
Garden, garden, garden!
Every day the caterpillars
Come along and bite my lovely plants
Then they make my flowers look ugly in my
Garden, garden, garden!
When I play with my ball
I get fed up with it I leave it
And then I come back out
Then it’s stolen out my
Garden, garden, garden!
When baby birds are born
I love to see them and help them
So I kindly leave bread and seeds for them
In my
Garden, garden, garden
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 12:00 pm
I see out my veranda,
I see for miles,
I see fields so far,
Out my veranda, veranda, veranda.
I feel the breeze,
I feel calm,
I feel the tiles so cold,
Out my veranda, veranda, veranda.
I hear trains,
I hear birds,
I hear cars,
Out my veranda, veranda, veranda.
I see the ice-cream van,
I see the grass,
I see the hills,
Out my veranda, veranda, veranda.
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:57 am
I am listening,
Listening to hear what is out to night,
Listening, listening, listening
I am listening,
Listening to the water from the rain,
Listening, listening, listening
I will be listening,
Listening thought my sleep,
Listening, listening, listening
I will be listening,
Listening on my street,
Listening, listening, listening
Andrew
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:50 am
Six in a flat
so verry small
lots of children
playing,playing,playing
people runing and jumping
all through the day into the night.
lots of children
playing,playing,playing
people cutting there grass
sunbathing all day
until it is dark.
lots of children
playing,playing,playing
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:43 am
Garden song
We have plants and pots
But we still feel were
Dying, growing, evolving
We have birds and butterfly
But we still feel guilty for were
Dying, growing, evolving
We have foxes and trees
But we feel were killing the world and
Dying, growing, evolving
We have cars and transport
We still think of
Dying, growing, evolving
Soon we will all
Live, die, evolve
Dale
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:39 am
Four in a block
Very small
everyone is quiet
Lots playing
Running, Running, Running
Lots of windows
And lots of doors
For people to look though
Lots playing
Running, Running, Running
Sometimes night
And sometimes dark
People shouting all night long
Lots playing
Running, Running, Running
Everyone doing thier gardens
Talking to each other
And lots of gossip
Lots playing
Running, Running, Running
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:38 am
One Flat two bungalows,
Six children, six dogs,
And it is
Noise, Noise, Noise
Cars drive up and down the street,
Children ride bikes and ring their bell,
And it is
Noise, Noise, Noise
Chit Chat of old and young woman,
Arguing of drunk men,
And it is
Noise, Noise, Noise
Cats meow, Dogs bark,
That is the most noise we get.
And it is
Hardly Noise, Hardly Noise, Hardly Noise
Stephanie
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:34 am
On the street where I live
Toughed feathers, smooth silken coat.
Swooping left to right, singing loudly.
The echoing crying call, bouncing of the
Sky scraping flats.
Here I hunt,
Listen for my reaction.
Caw…..caw….caw….caw
Fly far or wide.
Go home to our families in the windy
Dangling trees.
Gathering together sharing feasts, nests
And songs.
Here I hunt,
Listen for my reaction.
Caw…caw….caw….caw
By
Natasha
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:34 am
320MPH
Travelling through the streets very fast
That young teen‘s giving the street a blast
60, 70,320mph
All the rap music that they play
‘’my name is slim shady’’ is what they say
60, 70,320mph
When a sweet 16 comes in June
It’s a pool party getting drunk down a flume
60, 70,320mph
Buying cheap cars off eBay
They’ll learn to drive some day
320, 70, 60,20mph
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:29 am
Neither lots of children it has
But has some children
And its
Fun, Fun, Fun
Neither drums of gangs has it
But has pubs and shops
And its
Fun, Fun, Fun
Neither dull of dead is it
But has shops and wiled life
And its
Fun, Fun, Fun
Neither fights nor dullness has it
But people play and carry on
And its
Fun, Fun, Fun
Jack
Thursday 12 June 2008 at 11:28 am
Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:26 pm
I LIVE in a little town called Adairsville. Adairsville is nect to a big town called Cartesville, Cartesville is about tentimes bigger than Adairsville. The neighborhood i live in specificly is basically on the outskirts of Adairsville, so its really quiet in my neighborhood and surrounded by woods and unused land, still its very pretty. Even though its quiet I can still make 5 energetic words about my neighborhood. I am nathan skinner and these are my five energetic words about the place I live.
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:24 pm
all about atumn woods
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:24 pm
Next part of my poem...
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:19 pm
5 words to describe my neighborhood are:
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:16 pm
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:14 pm
This is about what kind of places I went to before my little sister was born...
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:11 pm
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:08 pm
Here are five energy words about Marietta, the town I live in. Thanks for looking!
* Vibrant
* Pulsing
* Colorful
* Exciting
* Historic
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:07 pm
I live in Woodstock GA, in the suburbs of a smaller town known as Towne Lake off of I 575.
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:06 pm
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:05 pm
This is a poem about my street on a Summer morning.
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:04 pm
Exciting,
Cheerful,
Laughter,
Love,
Frienship,
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:04 pm
Exciting,
Cheerful,
Laughter,
Love,
Frienship,
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Wednesday 11 June 2008 at 5:04 pm
Exciting,
Cheerful,
Laughter,
Love,
Frienship,
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