Poem

Alter Ego

Sarah has an alter ego.
She can have a sweet smile,
Then she will think up something vile.
Sarah has an alter ego.
You would think it's a mistake,
But She bought a toy snake.
Sarah has an alter ego.
Said her baby sister's "Booteeful",
Of strange ideas, her mind is full!
Yes,Sarah has an alter ego.

Lioness

Poem

Strawberry Mary

Strawberry Mary loves to do peoples' hairy,
Peoples' hairy is what she loves to do.
The only strawberry that Mary won't eat,
Is a strawberry that is not quite clean and neat
yes, that is a strawberry that even Mary won't eat.
She has a cat, that she can pat,
And when she pats he says "mew."

A poem writen for my strawberry loving,kitten petting sister Musical for her birthday.
Lioness

quote: T.T. asked mama if his cereal was old or not
Mama:"yes,it's old."
TT:"oh"(with sad look on his face)
Mama:"it's slightly aged"
TT:(confused)"Mama, first you said 'it's old' then you said 'it's lightly edged'!"

New poem

Hands 1/08/07

Good hands, bad hands.
Hands that are cheap,
Hands that speak.
Hands that clap,
Hands that slap.
Hands that help,
Hands that care only for themselves.
Some good, some bad,
But the best are the hands of the SAVIOR.



Ok so it don't completely rhyme, but it was written in the spur of a moment

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Merry Christmas Charlie Brown!"

who else likes veggie tales? if you do go to BigIdeaFUN.com and hit "listen to larrys christmas count down" every day till christmas.

I don't have much else to say butI do have a poem

The Mock Turtle's Song by Lewis Carroll


'Will you walk a little faster' said a whiting to a snail,
'Theres a porpoise close behind me, and hes treding on my tail.
See how eagerly the lobsters and the turtles all advance!
They are waiting on a shingle - will you come and join the dance?'
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?

'You can really have no notion how delightful it will be
When they tacl us up and throw us, with the lobsters out to sea!'
But the snail replied, 'Too far, too far!' and gave a look askance -
Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance.
Would not, could not, would not, could not,would not join the dance.
Would not, could not,would not, could not, could not join the dance.

'What matters it how far we go?' his scaly friend replied.
'There is a nother shore you know, upon the other side.
The further of from Englend the nearer is to France -
Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance.
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance?

Da last one

LETTERS 9-2006

Has anyone else noted,
That everyone likes letters.
But noone likes to write them,
And says "I won't, they better".

under this poem in my book I have a comic strip like thing,
there's stik mans office with a note pined to the wall that says "everyone likes letters" and then stik man thinking "maybe I'll write a letter." then he sits down at his desk and thinks "what am I going to write?" and then saying out loud "I won't, they better". I don't have any more YET, But don't worry I'll write more.

more

More from my book.

MY BUG 8/30/05

Some bugs stick, some do tricks,
Some do tricks with sticks.
My bug is made out of a house,
A mini house. Not even big enough for a mouse,
Maybe a louse, but definitely not a mouse.
His legs are made out of trees and posts and antennas for TVs.
And bushes for His knees, and if He were to sneeze
His nose would shoot berries, for his head is a small mulberry tree.
His little eyes kind of look like pizza pies and his antenna look like fries.
I like my bug best of all, I think I shall name Him Paul.

WOW that is probably my longest poem ever!

TIGER (?)

Purr purr. Growl growl.
You'll hear this I'm on the prowl.
My stripes are fierce as you can see.
Everyone runs when they see ME!

KIND OF PREDICTABLE HUH? Oops I didn't mean to hit caps lock. Lovable has a message to the WORLD "LIONESS has ugly hot pink fuzzy knee high socks!" uh-oh gtg! We're visiting today.
BBFN

:)

I don't know if mama has told you, But I like poetry, I write it to, And everyone has asked me to post them. So I'm a gona' post 'em! But first! How I became interested in poetry. As I recall it was one afternoon in 2005 we were watching "reading rainbow" and it was about...Um...What WAS it about? Anyway I tried and tried to think of a poem. Then one day I was sitting at the "desk" in our bedroom looking out the window at the sunflowers we had planted (that's probably the only thing we planted from seed or otherwise that matter that did not die. But then we found out that we had planted them in the wrong place). And, somehow and I don't know how, but I wrote down on the paper on the paper. And then I was on a ROLL, and by the end of the day I had written 3 poems. Now I will publish them for the first time!!!!!!

PIXIE DUST 8/9/05

Pixie dust and faries wings,
these are little girls dreams.
Swords clang and dragons flare,
little boys dreams are everywhere.

yah not so good but I got others.
And now the one that started it ALL.

THE (or my) WINDOW 8/9/05

the window is a place, where I can sit and think,
where I watch the birds sing,
where I can listen to the wind blow through the window

A SONG (who knows when I wrote this one)

life is a song ment to be sung,
by all the little ones.
but some are quite and some are loud,
but all of them sing.

even when babes aren't born yet, there heart starts beating when they are something like three weeks old IN THE WOMB!

Well I will write more later have GOT TO GO TO BED!ZZZZZZZZZZ.
BBFN

tatter tot when he was half asleep in the morning " Hedo didda cadapida"