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	<title>Sandaig Poets</title>
	<subtitle>Poems from Sandaig Primary School</subtitle>
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	<updated>2011-11-20T12:48:32-00:00</updated>
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	<name>John</name>
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	<email>john@sandaigprimary.co.uk</email>
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	<entry>
		<title>Moving Blogs</title>
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		<updated>2009-09-05T15:31:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2009-09-05T15:30:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2137</id>
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		<summary type="text">The Sandaig blogs have been running since 2004, it is now time to move to a newer system for the schools blogging. We have installed wordpress and are going to use that for most of the blogging at Sandaig from now on.

The new blog address is:
http://www.sandaigprimary.co.uk/otters
Where you will find the sort of posts you use to find on the old Sandaig otter's blog, the poetry blog, Sandaig TV and all the other blogs. The only exceptions are the Head Teacher's blog, which is staying right were it is: HT News and the Eco blog which will move to http://www.sandaigprimary.co.uk/eco.
If you link to the Sandaig blogs you may like to update your links. The older blogs will stay here for reference but comments will be closed in the near future.</summary>
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The Sandaig blogs have been running since 2004, it is now time to move to a newer system for the schools blogging. We have installed wordpress and are going to use that for most of the blogging at Sandaig from now on.<br />
<br />
The new blog address is:<br />
<a target="_blank" href="http://www.sandaigprimary.co.uk/otters" title="">http://www.sandaigprimary.co.uk/otters</a><br />
Where you will find the sort of posts you use to find on the old Sandaig otter's blog, the poetry blog, Sandaig TV and all the other blogs. The only exceptions are the Head Teacher's blog, which is staying right were it is: <a target="_blank" href="http://www.sandaigprimary.co.uk/pivot/head_teacher.php">HT News</a> and the Eco blog which will move to <a target="_blank" href="http://www.sandaigprimary.co.uk/eco" title="">http://www.sandaigprimary.co.uk/eco</a>.<br />
If you link to the Sandaig blogs you may like to update your links. The older blogs will stay here for reference but comments will be closed in the near future.
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			<name>Admin</name>
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	<entry>
		<title>Lauren and ryan  's ww2 cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:53:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:47:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2089</id>
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		<summary type="text">Air raid
Dynamite bomb
Ship is dead in Scotland 
Children are dead in NewYork City
Good by

by Ryan

Boom bang!
Ding Lang! 
Marching together!
Bombs are falling!
Air raids!

by Lauren</summary>
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                Air raid<br />
Dynamite bomb<br />
Ship is dead in Scotland <br />
Children are dead in NewYork City<br />
Good by<br />
<br />
by Ryan<br />
<br />
Boom bang!<br />
Ding Lang! <br />
Marching together!<br />
Bombs are falling!<br />
Air raids!<br />
<br />
by Lauren
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>John's  WWII cinquain</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:35:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:35:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2086</id>
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		<summary type="text">Air raids
Anderson base
Anderson shelter bomb
We don’t like people force you to
Bad bombs

John</summary>
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                Air raids<br />
Anderson base<br />
Anderson shelter bomb<br />
We don’t like people force you to<br />
Bad bombs<br />
<br />
John
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		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>John and Edward's ww2 cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:50:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:35:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2085</id>
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		<summary type="text">Air raid
Bombing houses
Riding in the dark night
Scaring people in the black night
Bang boom

By John 

Air Raids
Bombings
Prepare for bombs
During world war two raids
Germans bomb through the dark dark night
Air raids

By Edward</summary>
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                Air raid<br />
Bombing houses<br />
Riding in the dark night<br />
Scaring people in the black night<br />
Bang boom<br />
<br />
By John <br />
<br />
Air Raids<br />
Bombings<br />
Prepare for bombs<br />
During world war two raids<br />
Germans bomb through the dark dark night<br />
Air raids<br />
<br />
By Edward
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Iain and Abbie's WWII cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:34:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:34:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2083</id>
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		<summary type="text">Big Planes
Bombard Begins
Children Screaming Every Where
Germans shouting Gunfire Ringing
Bang Bang

Iain

Air raids
Bombs are falling
Killing people, not nice
Killing people we love, can’t bare
Thought


Abbie</summary>
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                Big Planes<br />
Bombard Begins<br />
Children Screaming Every Where<br />
Germans shouting Gunfire Ringing<br />
Bang Bang<br />
<br />
Iain<br />
<br />
Air raids<br />
Bombs are falling<br />
Killing people, not nice<br />
Killing people we love, can’t bare<br />
Thought<br />
<br />
<br />
Abbie
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Natasha's ww2 cinquain</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:34:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:34:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2082</id>
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		<summary type="text">Danger
Airrade, fearsome
People die, wonder why
Wee children scream out aloud
Help,help

by Natasha</summary>
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                Danger<br />
Airrade, fearsome<br />
People die, wonder why<br />
Wee children scream out aloud<br />
Help,help<br />
<br />
by Natasha
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Daniel and Scott' ww2 cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:33:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:33:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2080</id>
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		<summary type="text">The blitz

Air raids
Bombs bashing down
To many bombs twirling down
Terrifying for little kidsAir raid
Bad bombs
By Scott
air raid
Bombs falling down

Evacuate kit

By
Daniel</summary>
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                The blitz<br />
<br />
Air raids<br />
Bombs bashing down<br />
To many bombs twirling down<br />
Terrifying for little kidsAir raid<br />
Bad bombs<br />
By Scott<br />
air raid<br />
Bombs falling down<br />
<br />
Evacuate kit<br />
<br />
By<br />
Daniel
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Ryan and Lee's ww2 cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:31:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:31:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2074</id>
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		<summary type="text">Bomb bang
Kids screaming loud
Get in to the shelter
Planes fly across the great red sky
Bomb bang
Lee


Air raids
Sun rise
Walking down town 
Then you here the bombing
Kids screaming in there home shelters
Boom bang
By Ryan</summary>
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                Bomb bang<br />
Kids screaming loud<br />
Get in to the shelter<br />
Planes fly across the great red sky<br />
Bomb bang<br />
Lee<br />
<br />
<br />
Air raids<br />
Sun rise<br />
Walking down town <br />
Then you here the bombing<br />
Kids screaming in there home shelters<br />
Boom bang<br />
By Ryan
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Dale and hayley's WWII Cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:30:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:30:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2069</id>
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		<summary type="text">Air Raid
In the dark night
Can you hear the loud sound?
Run to the Anderson shelter 
Bang bop

By Hayley

BOMBING
DYING, SADLY
MEN DIE IN THE BATTLE,
MEN DIE IN VAIN THER IS NO PAIN,
GOODBYE!!!!!!

BY DALE</summary>
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                Air Raid<br />
In the dark night<br />
Can you hear the loud sound?<br />
Run to the Anderson shelter <br />
Bang bop<br />
<br />
By Hayley<br />
<br />
BOMBING<br />
DYING, SADLY<br />
MEN DIE IN THE BATTLE,<br />
MEN DIE IN VAIN THER IS NO PAIN,<br />
GOODBYE!!!!!!<br />
<br />
BY DALE
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Jack and Candis's WW2 Cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:29:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:29:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2066</id>
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		<summary type="text">Boom! , bang!
Kids scream in house
Planes fly in the night sky
Thousands of bombs crash on the ground
Air raids

By Jack


Air raids
Bombs crashing in
Wreaking your fancy house
Get in your Anderson shelter
Quickly
 
By Candis</summary>
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                Boom! , bang!<br />
Kids scream in house<br />
Planes fly in the night sky<br />
Thousands of bombs crash on the ground<br />
Air raids<br />
<br />
By Jack<br />
<br />
<br />
Air raids<br />
Bombs crashing in<br />
Wreaking your fancy house<br />
Get in your Anderson shelter<br />
Quickly<br />
 <br />
By Candis
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Stephanie and Brandon's WWII cinquain</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:28:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:28:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2065</id>
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		<summary type="text">Boom bang!
Everything gone
I survived the bombs
I was scared and didn’t sleep ever
Bang boom

By Brandon


The blitz
People dying
No stopping the Germans
Too many terrifying screams
Help us

By Stephanie</summary>
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                Boom bang!<br />
Everything gone<br />
I survived the bombs<br />
I was scared and didn’t sleep ever<br />
Bang boom<br />
<br />
By Brandon<br />
<br />
<br />
The blitz<br />
People dying<br />
No stopping the Germans<br />
Too many terrifying screams<br />
Help us<br />
<br />
By Stephanie
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Holly and Cameron's ww2 Cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:27:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:27:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2064</id>
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		<summary type="text">Air Raids
Children crying
Not knowing what to do
Being prepared for anything
Be safe

By Holly

Bang bang 
Plans flying help
Plans flying above us
Banging booming running help us 
Nothing   

 By Cameron</summary>
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                Air Raids<br />
Children crying<br />
Not knowing what to do<br />
Being prepared for anything<br />
Be safe<br />
<br />
By Holly<br />
<br />
Bang bang <br />
Plans flying help<br />
Plans flying above us<br />
Banging booming running help us <br />
Nothing   <br />
<br />
 By Cameron
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Megan and Andrew`s cinquains</title>
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		<updated>2008-11-21T13:25:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-11-21T13:25:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2062</id>
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		<summary type="text">Air raids

Swoosh! Bang!
Bombs falling down
Everything all black now
You can’t see anything now 
Screaming!
By Megan M  

Bang boom
Bombs falling down
Flying in the dark night
Killing people in the dark night
Air raid

By Andrew</summary>
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                Air raids<br />
<br />
Swoosh! Bang!<br />
Bombs falling down<br />
Everything all black now<br />
You can’t see anything now <br />
Screaming!<br />
By Megan M  <br />
<br />
Bang boom<br />
Bombs falling down<br />
Flying in the dark night<br />
Killing people in the dark night<br />
Air raid<br />
<br />
By Andrew
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>My poem</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:56:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:55:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2030</id>
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		<summary type="text">I have a wish to have a pet
It lives with me not with a vet,
It never gets sick it is cool it’s the monkey police officer and it rules.
It saves my life and plays with me and it keeps me very very happy.
It may kill someone when it’s mad with me after the argument and we are back to friends we’ll go shopping and that’s the END.

by kimberly</summary>
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                I have a wish to have a pet<br />
It lives with me not with a vet,<br />
It never gets sick it is cool it’s the monkey police officer and it rules.<br />
It saves my life and plays with me and it keeps me very very happy.<br />
It may kill someone when it’s mad with me after the argument and we are back to friends we’ll go shopping and that’s the END.<br />
<br />
by kimberly
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Giraffe poem</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:54:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:54:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2029</id>
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		<summary type="text">I wish I had a big giraffe to get my washing done,
First it would turn it on with its little feet,
Open the door with its big tail,
Grab the clothes as if it was a treat.
Then it would flip it up and slide them down his back
Shut the door then the water would attack.
He would open the door again and grab the clothes out of the washing machine
Then he would slide them down his back and stop them with his tail.
Then it would hang them up on a line as red as a laser beam.</summary>
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                I wish I had a big giraffe to get my washing done,<br />
First it would turn it on with its little feet,<br />
Open the door with its big tail,<br />
Grab the clothes as if it was a treat.<br />
Then it would flip it up and slide them down his back<br />
Shut the door then the water would attack.<br />
He would open the door again and grab the clothes out of the washing machine<br />
Then he would slide them down his back and stop them with his tail.<br />
Then it would hang them up on a line as red as a laser beam.
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Monkey cleaner</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:52:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:52:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2028</id>
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		<summary type="text">I wish I had an ugly monkey.
I would get my windows dashing.

Then the monkey is washing he windows and it’s looking very smashing.

A bucket of water on his brown fury tail, 
On his right hand a blue riband.

Then I’ll use my evil eyes to see faint mistakes I’ll really hope there’s none or else he’ll not get his bun when he’s done, or have so much fun!


By Shaun</summary>
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                I wish I had an ugly monkey.<br />
I would get my windows dashing.<br />
<br />
Then the monkey is washing he windows and it’s looking very smashing.<br />
<br />
A bucket of water on his brown fury tail, <br />
On his right hand a blue riband.<br />
<br />
Then I’ll use my evil eyes to see faint mistakes I’ll really hope there’s none or else he’ll not get his bun when he’s done, or have so much fun!<br />
<br />
<br />
By Shaun
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>I wish i had a kangaroo</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:47:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:47:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2027</id>
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		<summary type="text">I wish I had a kangaroo, 
To take my bins down stairs.
So I can sit back and relax,
And maybe eat some pears.

It would use its tail,
to shut the door behind.
It would get fed whatever it wanted,
Just for being really kind.

Its pouch would carry the lot,
I’d hide it from my mum and dad.
So then I wouldn’t get caught,
and the wouldn’t be very mad.

I could sit in it’s pouch,
All day long.
Then at 5,
We can play ping pong.

At the end of the day,
when the work is done.
We can celebrate, 
with a burger and bun.</summary>
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                I wish I had a kangaroo, <br />
To take my bins down stairs.<br />
So I can sit back and relax,<br />
And maybe eat some pears.<br />
<br />
It would use its tail,<br />
to shut the door behind.<br />
It would get fed whatever it wanted,<br />
Just for being really kind.<br />
<br />
Its pouch would carry the lot,<br />
I’d hide it from my mum and dad.<br />
So then I wouldn’t get caught,<br />
and the wouldn’t be very mad.<br />
<br />
I could sit in it’s pouch,<br />
All day long.<br />
Then at 5,<br />
We can play ping pong.<br />
<br />
At the end of the day,<br />
when the work is done.<br />
We can celebrate, <br />
with a burger and bun.
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>giraffe on your widows</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:37:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:37:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2025</id>
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		<summary type="text">The giraffe on your window

I wish I had a spotty giraffe to make my windows clean, 


Tail to hold the bucket and a neck as long as a stream. 

To reach the high and low windows o that giraffe is a dream.

That big long Tounge to get the dirt in the corner 
O I really Adour her.

That giraffe I would never keep in a hutch
But sorry giraffe the door is on the latch.

By Declan</summary>
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                The giraffe on your window<br />
<br />
I wish I had a spotty giraffe to make my windows clean, <br />
<br />
<br />
Tail to hold the bucket and a neck as long as a stream. <br />
<br />
To reach the high and low windows o that giraffe is a dream.<br />
<br />
That big long Tounge to get the dirt in the corner <br />
O I really Adour her.<br />
<br />
That giraffe I would never keep in a hutch<br />
But sorry giraffe the door is on the latch.<br />
<br />
By Declan
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Lemur Poem</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:32:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:32:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2022</id>
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		<summary type="text">Lemur poem

I wish I had a fancy lemur.
To get my messy room done.

It would make my bed with its tail.
I’m sure it would never fail.

With its tongue it would clean my TV.
Make it all shinny and gleaming.

Hang up my clothes with its paw. Then tidy my papers away.
It would be so very cute everyday.

Get my remote control and tidy it away any day.
With its third paw it could wash any dirt clean today.

And the hardest job of all goes to the fourth paw, making sure the lemur doesn’t fall at all.

We would have so much fun together.
Maybe I would offer it an really nice iced bun.

By Zoë</summary>
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                Lemur poem<br />
<br />
I wish I had a fancy lemur.<br />
To get my messy room done.<br />
<br />
It would make my bed with its tail.<br />
I’m sure it would never fail.<br />
<br />
With its tongue it would clean my TV.<br />
Make it all shinny and gleaming.<br />
<br />
Hang up my clothes with its paw. Then tidy my papers away.<br />
It would be so very cute everyday.<br />
<br />
Get my remote control and tidy it away any day.<br />
With its third paw it could wash any dirt clean today.<br />
<br />
And the hardest job of all goes to the fourth paw, making sure the lemur doesn’t fall at all.<br />
<br />
We would have so much fun together.<br />
Maybe I would offer it an really nice iced bun.<br />
<br />
By Zoë
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Dog poem</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:28:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:28:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2020</id>
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		<summary type="text">DOG POEM

 I wish I’d had a Dog
 I’d get him to make my bed,
 And he will Hoover my floor.
 While I got fed.
 I would get him to wash my window.
 He folds my clothes and put them away,
 Opens my curtains and blinds.
 I would not give him away.
 He will put the rubbish in the bin.
 He will sparkle up my room.
 He will clean out my wardrobe 
 And then I will give him a groom.
                                                       By Michael</summary>
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                DOG POEM<br />
<br />
 I wish I’d had a Dog<br />
 I’d get him to make my bed,<br />
 And he will Hoover my floor.<br />
 While I got fed.<br />
 I would get him to wash my window.<br />
 He folds my clothes and put them away,<br />
 Opens my curtains and blinds.<br />
 I would not give him away.<br />
 He will put the rubbish in the bin.<br />
 He will sparkle up my room.<br />
 He will clean out my wardrobe <br />
 And then I will give him a groom.<br />
                                                       By Michael
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Tiger</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:28:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:28:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2021</id>
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		<summary type="text">Tiger poem
I wish I had a tiger, to tidy my room                                                                                                                                                                                                           It would hold the brush with its tail,
And scare my sister out with the face of doom.
It would be cool, to hear it wail,
Give me rides around my house, 
And creep around like a mouse! 
By Jamie</summary>
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                Tiger poem<br />
I wish I had a tiger, to tidy my room                                                                                                                                                                                                           It would hold the brush with its tail,<br />
And scare my sister out with the face of doom.<br />
It would be cool, to hear it wail,<br />
Give me rides around my house, <br />
And creep around like a mouse! <br />
By Jamie
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>elephant poem</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:23:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:23:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2019</id>
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		<summary type="text">I wish I had an elephant who would make my life more fun.

It would clean my dad’s filthy car and scrub it all day long,
It might even do some more but hopefully it’s done.

I am really glad to have him to do it all day long.

He even does the washing up, oh how he is so great.

I can’t believe he does it in 1 tinsy wincey day.

And while he does all that he even dose roar.

He will hold my bags until I do my filthy dirty chores.

By kiera</summary>
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                I wish I had an elephant who would make my life more fun.<br />
<br />
It would clean my dad’s filthy car and scrub it all day long,<br />
It might even do some more but hopefully it’s done.<br />
<br />
I am really glad to have him to do it all day long.<br />
<br />
He even does the washing up, oh how he is so great.<br />
<br />
I can’t believe he does it in 1 tinsy wincey day.<br />
<br />
And while he does all that he even dose roar.<br />
<br />
He will hold my bags until I do my filthy dirty chores.<br />
<br />
By kiera
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>my wish to have an otter</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:19:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:15:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2018</id>
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		<summary type="text">My wish to have an otter!
Is to take it fishing with me!
I’d call him Mr Potter! 
But he doesn’t live in the sea! 
He could catch the fish, scratch them!
Even patch them up!
And when he falls asleep at night he looks like a little pup!

By Kami</summary>
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                My wish to have an otter!<br />
Is to take it fishing with me!<br />
I’d call him Mr Potter! <br />
But he doesn’t live in the sea! <br />
He could catch the fish, scratch them!<br />
Even patch them up!<br />
And when he falls asleep at night he looks like a little pup!<br />
<br />
By Kami
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>Octopus poem - Gillian</title>
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		<updated>2008-10-10T13:13:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-10-10T13:13:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.2017</id>
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		<summary type="text">I wish I had an octopus,
To get the garden done.
To help me do the weeding,
And make it much more fun.

To tidy up the garden,
Using all its powers.
 Watering the plants,
And planting all new flowers.

When finished cleaning the garden,
And plenty of time to spare.
He could wash out side the windows,
Before resting on a chair.

Now his chores are finished,
He can put his slippers on.
Sit back and relax,
And admire his pretty lawn.

He then goes into run a bath,
Before he makes a bite.
He eats his food and has a drink,
And then he says “Good Night” 

By Gillian</summary>
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                I wish I had an octopus,<br />
To get the garden done.<br />
To help me do the weeding,<br />
And make it much more fun.<br />
<br />
To tidy up the garden,<br />
Using all its powers.<br />
 Watering the plants,<br />
And planting all new flowers.<br />
<br />
When finished cleaning the garden,<br />
And plenty of time to spare.<br />
He could wash out side the windows,<br />
Before resting on a chair.<br />
<br />
Now his chores are finished,<br />
He can put his slippers on.<br />
Sit back and relax,<br />
And admire his pretty lawn.<br />
<br />
He then goes into run a bath,<br />
Before he makes a bite.<br />
He eats his food and has a drink,<br />
And then he says “Good Night” <br />
<br />
By Gillian
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>colour poem by Jamie</title>
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		<updated>2008-09-22T12:13:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-09-22T12:13:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.1997</id>
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		<summary type="text">My colour


My colour is like blue berries on a hot day 

My colour is the colour of the sky
 
My colour is the colour of some fish 

My colour is blue 

My colour tastes like juicy blue berries 

My colour smells like the nice wavy blue waves 

My colour sounds like beautiful blue waves

My colour feels like swimming in the blue sea

My colour sounds like the sea

My colour makes me happy

My colour is blue
 
By Jamie</summary>
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                My colour<br />
<br />
<br />
My colour is like blue berries on a hot day <br />
<br />
My colour is the colour of the sky<br />
 <br />
My colour is the colour of some fish <br />
<br />
My colour is blue <br />
<br />
My colour tastes like juicy blue berries <br />
<br />
My colour smells like the nice wavy blue waves <br />
<br />
My colour sounds like beautiful blue waves<br />
<br />
My colour feels like swimming in the blue sea<br />
<br />
My colour sounds like the sea<br />
<br />
My colour makes me happy<br />
<br />
My colour is blue<br />
 <br />
By Jamie
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
	<entry>
		<title>colour poem by Gillian</title>
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		<updated>2008-09-22T12:13:00-00:00</updated>
		<published>2008-09-22T12:13:00-00:00</published>
		<id>tag:sandaigotters,2011:sandaigpoets.1998</id>
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		<summary type="text">My Colour

My colour is sweet as a pony

My colour is juicy as ice

My colour is bright as a winter’s eve

My colour is cold as frost bite

My colour tastes like fresh snow falling from heaven

My colour smells like fresh carnations

My colour sounds like doves singing in the night

My colour feels like a snowman standing in the garden

My colour looks like angel wings flying over head

My colour makes me sleep

My colour is white.

By Gillian P7J</summary>
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                My Colour<br />
<br />
My colour is sweet as a pony<br />
<br />
My colour is juicy as ice<br />
<br />
My colour is bright as a winter’s eve<br />
<br />
My colour is cold as frost bite<br />
<br />
My colour tastes like fresh snow falling from heaven<br />
<br />
My colour smells like fresh carnations<br />
<br />
My colour sounds like doves singing in the night<br />
<br />
My colour feels like a snowman standing in the garden<br />
<br />
My colour looks like angel wings flying over head<br />
<br />
My colour makes me sleep<br />
<br />
My colour is white.<br />
<br />
By Gillian P7J
		]]></content>
		<author>
			<name>p7pupil</name>
		</author>
	</entry>
	
	
	
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