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From the north

To the south

From the east

To the west

There is a little

Or big can of soup

From the hot

To the cold

From the microwave

To the oven

There is a bowl

To hold

Soup is delicious

Soup is bad

Soup makes everyone glad

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My sister is a monkey.

She is crazy and likes bananas.

She jumps on her bed

and wants to climb trees,

just to get what she wants.

She is smart as well.

Getting on the all A honor roll.

Always making friends.

Monkeys are smart and

they like to make friends

Just like my sister.

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My sister is the sky.

Bright and sunny,

but a few hours later it's dark and scary.

Sometimes you can predict the storm that's about to attack the sky and prepare for it,

but it can also sneak up on you when you least expect it.

There are days when the sky is so blue that you can hardly imagine it becoming dark and evil,

and there's the days when it's so cloudy you can't remember what the sun is like.

Clouds can make the sky dark for a while,

but they always leave and the sky becomes sunny again.

Although the weather changes, you always know the sky is there.

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The Seeds of Ideas

Ideas are tiny seeds

Dropped in the soil bed of the mind,

Watered with flowing creativity and inspiration,

Soon making its way out of the dark.

It continues to grow,

Slowly filling up your mind,

And with each new leaf,

A new thought is blossomed.

They will stay in our heads for a while,

Roots planted deep, deep down,

Providing us with something vital.

Ideas are tiny seeds

That clutch our memories tight…..

Drive our hands…..

And then make their final stand on a blank page.

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Every mother is an amazing superstar.

They work all day or maybe not at all,

But that doesn't mean they don't have a job.

They work hard at taking care of their kids,

While superstars take care of their fans.

They have to put so much energy into their job,

But somehow remain looking fabulous while doing it.

Working day and night

To take care of everyone's needs.

As a mother takes care of her bills

And a superstar takes care of her image.

Looks like mom´s can be superstars after all.

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Surfing, Roller Coasters

Surfing, going up and down a giant wave,

A roller coaster, basically, without the handle bars.

A perfect barrel, a crazy corkscrew,

Going higher than a mountain, flipping around,

The only thing you can hear is a surfboard hitting the waves.

Falling off the board, trapped in the sea,

The lap bar comes down for your own safety.

Up we go, the whole crowd screams,

The professional surfer is flying higher than the ride,

Saying you’re scared, to go on this ride,

Then there’s this surfer, flipping with the dolphins.

Only attached by a little ankle brace,

Connected to the board, that's taller than you.

Now a overhead bar, to make sure you don’t fly away.

And a seat belt to ensure you’re safe.

You can see the ocean clear,

Sharks and fish are in the perfect A-Frame,

Riding a woody, expecting what comes next,

Surfing, going up and down a giant wave,

A roller coaster, basically, without the handle bars.

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A child is a thing that sprouts.

They will not grow without being nourished and taken care of.

You must show them love and appreciation.

Be patient and watch them break out of their shell.

Wait long enough, and watch them mature.

To grow leaves of their own, and grow away from you.

They may even grow taller than you one day!

They come in all shapes and sizes, tall, short, small, and big.

To blossom and bloom.

And to even plant seeds of their own one day.

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My sister is the sky.

Bright and sunny,

but a few hours later it's dark and scary.

Sometimes you can predict the storm that's about to attack the sky and prepare for it,

but it can also sneak up on you when you least expect it.

There are days when the sky is so blue that you can hardly imagine it becoming dark and evil,

and there's the days when it's so cloudy you can't remember what the sun is like.

Clouds can make the sky dark for a while,

but they always leave and the sky becomes sunny again.

Although the weather changes, you always know the sky is there.

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School is an army.

The bell is the captain, telling you when to go.

Teachers are generals, who tell you how to deal with certain situations.

Each day arriving right on time,

Getting punished if you misbehave

Many people performing the same thing, all at once;

Gunshot battles, or a basketball team

Battling rivals to earn a victory for your team

Getting up bright and early

Leaving at the strike of the evening

School is an army.

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Life is a flower.

We are planted before birth,

Then we sprout as infants.

We grow, learn and develop roots

That anchor us to our friends, families and homes.

We bloom into adulthood as beautiful young beings,

That strive and push forward through the tough times.

But alas, the end arrives and we begin to wilt.

Losing one petal at a time,

Until we return back to the earth where it all began.

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Life's a rollercoaster

It has its high and low moments

You go fast and slow

But they will always end

In your low moments you keep chugging

In your high moments you keep on soaring.

The low moments cannot stay low they will eventually go up

You can't stay high forever

You can never predict what will happen

But it will always come to an end

And the next person is up

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On the first run

You have to keep breathing,

Keep pushing yourself,

Keep going.

Try your hardest,

Give it your all.

Don’t look back

Stay ahead

Of the others

Take your time

Do your best

School is Swim.

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The sun is bright and lifts you

Up on the worst possible day.

It has the ability to allow you to do

Go outside and play in the pool.

But the sun brings hot weather

And hot weather

To some people is dreadful

Some people absolutely love it!

The dark and gloomy days bring you down

And if your having a bad day then

It's just going to bring you down even more

Your stuck inside all day long and have nothing to go

Unless…

You make the most of it and go outside and play in the rain

Splash in puddles

Go swim in your pool

A little rain and sunshine

Isn’t as bad as you think

It would be

So  next time you go outside and the weather outside

Isn’t your preference

Try to make the most of it

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School is related to baking because,

You need a recipe to bake and a recipe for success.

For a cake you need a little bit of batter,

A little bit of decor,

And a little bit of everything else.

For success you need a little bit of study,

A little bit of homework, classwork,

And a little bit of everything else..

Gotta have some working,

Gotta have some time,

Gotta Get everything done to the best prime.

It’ll all take some effort,

It’ll all take some careful,

It’ll take some using your brain.

A little bit of this and that.

School is related to baking because,

You need a recipe to bake and a recipe for success.

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Competitive Cheer Competition is a War

Teams fighting for the finish like in battle.

A coach is a general.

Professionally skilled teams.

Physically and mentally skilled soldiers.

You won’t want to give up.

You don’t give up until someone win or loses.

It’s your decision to fight with full effort.

Attack the other enemies winning title.

Defend your title.

At the end, the winner is who is the last one standing.

Make friendships, until next time.

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Thor and Zeus

Gaea and Artemis

Striking and electrifying

Breathtaking sights as it shocks you

Rolling hills are to sounds of thunder

Flowers are to the sparks of color that flash before your eyes

Dangerous electricity is to the poisonous animals

Rain is the betrayal of sunshine

Run and move for the lighting will catch you like a game of tag

Stand still and stay calm for the nature will nurture you

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Life is a storybook,

Fun to read,

But it depends on how long you want to read it.

The story, has its problems,

But not everyone is able to be solved.

Hardships are faced,

And accomplishments are made.

But it’s a question of what’s happening next.

Suspense fills all of the pages,

And the story could turn into a whole different one.

Life is a storybook,

An adventure to read.

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An orange is a sun
They both are orange
And can cause fun
One is in space
The other in a basket
Neither is glum
They are circly but cannot hum
One is kind of cold
The other boiling hot
When you mix that together
You’d wish you’d be on a yacht

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School is an army.

The bell is the captain, telling you when to go.

Teachers are generals, who tell you how to deal with certain situations.

Each day arriving right on time,

Getting punished if you misbehave

Many people performing the same thing, all at once;

Gunshot battles, or a basketball team

Battling rivals to earn a victory for your team

Getting up bright and early

Leaving at the strike of the evening

School is an army.

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Pain, pain is a wall,

It stops you in your tracks,

It never lets you pass,

When you try to get through it gets stronger,

When you try to go around it stretches further,

The further you go the longer it gets,

If you leave it alone it won’t bother you

The longer it’s there the weaker it gets,

Even if you cover it up it’s still there,

Pain, pain is a wall

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Life is a song

With melodies and harmonies

Sounds and beautiful music

Echoing through your heart and soul

The notes going up and down

High and low on the staff of life

Overflowing with different beats and measures

With beats like 1 2 3 4

And soul fedge like do re me

Filling the air with a beautiful melody

Its the song called Life.

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Hope is a flapping kite

tethered to a child

Praying that it doesn’t fly away

Hope is concrete

Strong and slowly breaking

Everyday being hit by

A sledgehammer of hate

Hope is the sun on a cool summer day

Warmly cradling you

In the cool atmosphere

Helping you see through the darkness

Hope is seeing children befriend each other

Not judging based on appearances

Unlike people of society

Spreading hate to all.

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The Seeds of Ideas

Ideas are tiny seeds

Dropped in the soil bed of the mind,

Watered with flowing creativity and inspiration,

Soon making its way out of the dark.

It continues to grow,

Slowly filling up your mind,

And with each new leaf,

A new thought is blossomed.

They will stay in our heads for a while,

Roots planted deep, deep down,

Providing us with something vital.

Ideas are tiny seeds

That clutch our memories tight…..

Drive our hands…..

And then make their final stand on a blank page.

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An orange is a sun

They both are orange

And can cause fun

One is in space

The other in a basket

Neither is glum

They are circly but cannot hum

One is kind of cold

The other boiling hot

When you mix that together

You’d wish you’d be on a yacht