The man on the loo
There was a man on the loo
Who really needed a poo
But he could not go
Coz he lost the flow
The poor little man on the loo.
The Venus fly trap
The Venus fly trap sat in the dusk
Board and hungry he did not rest
In the wind he shivered and blushed
He opened his mouth wide and clear
A fly flow in with no idear
He shut his mouth and started to munch
He thought to him self
Fore he was alive to live another dusk.
Birdie birdie
Birdie birdie in the tree
Birdie birdie sing to me
Tweet tweet cheep cheep cheep
Birdie birdie what a nice treat
Clouds are...
Clouds are a bed of cotton
Clouds are candy sweets
Clouds are the white snow
Clouds are volcanoes ready to explode
Clouds are tortoise moving slow
Clouds are black ebony
Clouds are evil madness
Clouds are calm and still
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I liked tthe top poem; it was very funny :) Katie x
ReplyDeleteVery Funny 1st poem (Y) ^_^
ReplyDeleteFrom Milliee
I love the imagery in the Venus fly-trap poem. Perhaps you could add similes and metaphors to the bird poem.
ReplyDeleteMrs Orford
loved the venus fly trap from someone one ur table also lov the meatafors
ReplyDeleteI really like the 'Venus Fly Trap' poem. In your 'Clouds' poem maybe try to vary how you start each line--though I really like your metaphors.
ReplyDeleteMr Forster