31 August 07 - 22:13The Scotsman
The Man Behind The Poem.......
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The Man Behind The Poem.......
31 August 07 - 22:10Life
LifeLife's too short as years go past
It's only death that comes too fast
Get done get stoned live every day
as your life just fades away
It fades away till dust and bone
just your soul thats left to roam
Roam the earth in sun and rain
full of hurt and full of pain
So on & on & on again
I'll roam this earth this empty plain.
By The Scotsman
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What does it mean?
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31 August 07 - 22:04Dark Despair
Dark DespairIn the cold and in the night
I feel okay I feel alright
But when the sun does touch my skin
Something inside me burns within
It gives me such a fearful fright
As I see that burning light
It burns my soul, it burns my heart
It burns me up, why should I start?
Start to live and start to care
When all I feel is dark despair
Waiting for that cold dark air
My mother comes to hear my prayer
Winters gone and spring is near
Im out of time the fear is here
Once again im out of sight
It gave me such a fright
As i saw that burning light.
By The Scotsman
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31 August 07 - 13:55Cats
For my project I’m learning about cats.I’ve got a front page, a contents, and lots of information.
This is some information about Cats for beginners.
Getting a cat for the first time involves a lot more than just picking out a cat. Here is the help you'll need, which involves how to know if you're ready, where to go to get a cat, what kind of cat to get, and more.
i got this picture fromlink
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29 August 07 - 19:25A Poem
I got this book from the libary called pet poems and I really liked this one so I thought I would put it on the blog
Puppy And The Sausage
He thinks its fighting back
When it burns his nose;
He prances all about it
Barking, making shows.
He snaps at it but its to hot;
Tosses it up high,
Then stops to sniff and study it
Pawing nervously.
Now suddenly, the burning cooled
Here comes the last attack;
He grabs it in his baby teeth
And gulps the sausage back
By Gabriel Fitzmaurice
I hope you liked this poem as it made me laugh.
Bye for now, Nicole
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21 August 07 - 20:46Goodbye Primary 6 S J Hello Primary 7 S
The primary six SJ crew from Sandaig have left me, as you can see from Skippy's post last session's primary 6 are now primary seven and have a new teacher.I will certainly miss all of the children from last years p6 sj and hope that they will keep blogging here, I've changed the name of the blog. I am also hoping to get a wee bit of time with the primary seven's to work on some ict.
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