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What is it with our weather?
I hardly understand!
The weather man guesses it
But it’s not what they’ve planned
I took a day out
They announced it was hot So I wore a thin shirt
And was it hot? No it was not!
It got freezing cold
My shivering arms bare
Then it was raining
And boy did it mess up my hair!
My feet got soaking wet
I think I got sick
I no longer believe the weather man This is the end of my poem that's it!
By Usra Nori Year 5A

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this is the poem I wrote so far
I crept along the creepy, terrifying, daunting under ground I steeped throw the conscious muddy ground

I passed a throw the imposing, tangled old trees over and over

I slushily followed the trap of the forest until there was a dead end

I sneaked throw the beady eyes of the lion and his white daggers of his teeth

I cried to death to see the wolves coming to attack.

I escaped I escaped the wolves

I crawled behind the vast, humongous elephant will this never end I asked myself

I will do anything for my loved one. Where is she?

I saw it is it, it it  is at last I found my poor, delighted cat.

at class we were writing a poem about saving a cat so I wanted to share this one with you thank you
by; Sarah Zaghloul year 6B

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hi everyone I wrote also a poem of corona virus lol I hope you enjoy it here it starts
corona is a mess in my desk.
around a corner is where it lives.
red bloody germs are all around
oh god corona is hurting us with its connive naughty is it second name its always going to stay.
virus satays night and day.
it will always stay the same .
ruining all our summer plans.
unviable mess it had made.
students and the worst time of there lives and maybe teachers.
made by sarah zaghloul year 6B

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here is a poem I did its about friendship enjoy

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hi everybody here is a poem I'm going to say its kind of small and funny here it starts.its not true though

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Here is another poem it’s about Rosa park enjoy

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Hi everyone I said a poem at the top about Rosa parks now I will be writing it down if you would like to read it or learn it by heart like me, here it Starts,
Go to the back of the bus Rosa parks go to the back and stay No I won’t I think that’s unfair and I’m just too tired today but everyone knows the rules Rosa park you can’t eat at white restaurants and you have to sit at the back now it’s time to move Rosa parks no I’m not moving at all I have a voice and I’m going to use it and thousands will hear the call.
Thank you
Hope you enjoyed ,
Sarah zaghloul year 6B

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Good afternoon Miss,
I have written a free verse poem called I can see.
Here it is:

I can see the brightness of the light, the darkness of the night.

I can see the breathtaking view, the  astonishing colour blue.

I can see the spacious dwellings made out of crimson bricks, I can see when the antiquity, historical clock tics.

I can see the mesmerising colours in the baby blue sky, I can see a spectacular rainbow.

Thank you miss, I hope you like it.

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Good afternoon Miss,
Here is a recording of me reading my poem, I can see.

I hope you enjoy it, thank you.

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hi everyone here is a poem that I did here it starts I hope you enjoy it,
we are friend from another but we are all the same no mater what color we will be obtained we love to chit chat over some Knick knack we been toghter ever since we met each other holidays of summer we spent time with each other of a bauble of friend because were besties.
hope you enjoyed it,
thank you

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hi everyone look what I have found

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Hi everybody in class we are working on poems and I have created one so I wanted to share it with you here it starts

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Aisha Almubarak

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The colourful bright feathery sea urchin glided as light as a feather falling down to the sandy sea floor. Whoosh…whoosh…..
An octopus flouted smoothly as a pen being written on paper. Everything is amazing except for one problem.
The environment was horrible.
I don't know what to say to this historical discovery.
It looked like there was a fail in the surgery.
I am speechless about the bravery of these wonderful creatures….   Deep… deep..
Down under the sea.
I hope they live for all eternity.

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Hi everyone this is me reading what I wrote for the website it’s a poem enjoy 😊

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H everyone here is what I have drew I hope you like it😊

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hi everyone I have wrote an poem of corona virus different from the last one because my teacher told me to write one so I wanted to share it with you enjoy,
I'm fed up, sick of it and  annoyed to death

It has Changed our lifestyle. The whole world has gone through a lot.

It's not a dot or a plot its a virus I will say,

Its spread quickly also with a mask,

stopping it is not an easy task,

Oh online learning please go away go away

There's no reply, it's just staying the same!

Lock down stays night and day,

It will always stay the same,

Its as this thing will never end like a person who would never give up,

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Hello,
I wrote a poem in English about the Lockdown, I read it using expressions with my brother on the World Book Day Padlet.
Here is the poem:
The lockdown is a tough situation,
Scientists and doctors are trying to find an explanation.
Staying at home is harder than it sounds,
Everywhere is closed including the towns.
The lockdown is a tough situation,
Students can’t get a proper education.
We can’t go out without a mask,
It’s an impossible task.
The lockdown is a tough situation,
We always need to know more information.
The government is trying to provide us with the best,
We should always get a coronavirus test.
The lockdown is a tough situation,
It should be as clear as the laws with more participation.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel with the vaccination,
We shouldn’t completely relax and be aware of virus mutation.
There shouldn’t be this much closure,
One day this clearly will be over!

Thank you I hope you liked it

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Here is a poem I wrote about the characters in my favourite book, Ballet Shoes:
Ballet Shoes poem

Pauline, Petrova and Posy fossil are orphans,

They all have a different proportion.

Great Uncle Matthew ( G.U.M ) takes care of them for a living,

He started from the very beginning.

Pauline is determined to become an actress,

Although she needs to practise.

Petrova is destined to fly,

Even though she has never been high.

Posy is devoted to dance all day,

She also loves to play!

They are different in their own special way,

But they all want to make a change. Hooray!!

Thank you
I hope you like it