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By Jack Prelutsky
If Not for the Cat by Jack Prelutsky | Poetry Foundation

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If Not for the Cat by Jack Prelutsky | Poetry Foundation

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https://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/mary-had-a-little-lamb/

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Mary had a little lamb,
A lobster and some prunes,
A glass of milk, a piece of pie,
And then some macaroons;
It made the naughty waiters grin
To see her order so;
And when they carried Mary out,
Her face was white as snow.

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Poetry By Heart | Mary Had A Little Lamb

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Mary had a little lamb, A lobster and some prunes, A glass of milk, a piece of pie, And then some macaroons; It made the naughty waiters grin To see her order so; And when they carried Mary out, Her face was white as snow.

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The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe -Posted by Austin

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The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe -Posted by Austin

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The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe | Poetry Foundation

I like how the word "Nevermore!" keeps showing up.

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-

Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Eagerly I wished the morrow;-vainly I had sought to borrow

From my books surcease of sorrow-sorrow for the lost Lenore-

For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-

Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain

Thrilled me-filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;

So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating

"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-

This it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,

"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you"-here I opened wide the door;-

Darkness there and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;

But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,

And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"

This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-

Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,

Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.

"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice;

Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-

Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-

'Tis the wind and nothing more!"

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,

In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;

Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;

But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-

Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-

Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,

"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,

Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore-

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"

Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,

Though its answer little meaning-little relevancy bore;

For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being

Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door-

Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,

With such name as "Nevermore."

But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only

That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.

Nothing farther then he uttered-not a feather then he fluttered-

Till I scarcely more than muttered "Other friends have flown before-

On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before."

Then the bird said "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,

"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store

Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster

Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-

Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,

Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;

Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking

Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-

What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore

Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing

To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;

This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining

On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,

But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,

She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer

Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.

"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee-by these angels he hath sent thee

Respite-respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;

Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"

Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!-prophet still, if bird or devil!-

Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,

Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-

On this home by Horror haunted-tell me truly, I implore-

Is there- is there balm in Gilead?-tell me-tell me, I implore!"

Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!-prophet still, if bird or devil!

By that Heaven that bends above us-by that God we both adore-

Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,

It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-

Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."

Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting-

"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!

Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!

Leave my loneliness unbroken!-quit the bust above my door!

Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"

Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting

On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;

And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,

And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;

And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor

Shall be lifted-nevermore!

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The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe | Poetry Foundation

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

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Remember by Matt Goodfellow - posted by Natalie

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Remember by Matt Goodfellow - posted by Natalie

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Poetry By Heart | Remember
I like this poem because it shows that there is good in the worst situations.

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What is pink? by Christina Rossetti - Posted by Lilla

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What is pink? by Christina Rossetti - Posted by Lilla

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Poetry By Heart | What is Pink?
I like how this poem flows together smoothly, (And also its not all about pink, check it out!)

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What is pink? A rose is pink
By the fountain's brink.
What is red? A poppy's red
In its barley bed.
What is blue? The sky is blue
Where the clouds float through.
What is white? A swan is white
Sailing in the light.
What is yellow? Pears are yellow,
Rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green? The grass is green,
With small flowers between.
What is violet? Clouds are violet
In the summer twilight.
What is orange? Why, an orange,
Just an orange!

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What is pink? A rose is pink By the fountain's brink. What is red? A poppy's red In its barley bed. What is blue? The sky is blue Where the clouds float through. What is white? A swan is white Sailing in the light. What is yellow?

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In Time of Silver Rain by Langston Hughes - Posted by Luke

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In Time of Silver Rain by Langston Hughes - Posted by Luke

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I like how it talks about spring and new life

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In time of silver rain
The earth
Puts forth new life again,
Green grasses grow
And flowers lift their heads,
And over all the plain
The wonder spreads
Of life, of life, of life!

In time of silver rain
The butterflies lift silken wings
To catch a rainbow cry,
And trees put forth
New leaves to sing
In joy beneath the sky
As down the roadway passing boys
And girls go singing, too,
In time of silver rain
When spring
And life are new.

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Poetry By Heart | In Time of Silver Rain

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In time of silver rain The earth Puts forth new life again, Green grasses grow And flowers lift their heads, And over all the plain The wonder spreads Of life, of life, of life!

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Humpty Dumpty By Anonymous - Posted by Ignacy

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Humpty Dumpty By Anonymous - Posted by Ignacy

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Poetry By Heart | Humpty Dumpty

I like that it's short and funny.

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Miss Lucy Had A Baby by Anonymous posted by Solai

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Miss Lucy Had A Baby by Anonymous posted by Solai

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This poem had great rhyme, humor, and it just made me laugh!! This poem was great and you should read it if you need to be cheered up!! This poem was AMAZING!
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/miss-lucy-had-a-baby/

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Ickle me, pickle me, tickle me too by Shel Silverstein. Posted by Paige.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ickle-me-pickle-me-tickle-me-too/

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by Roberto it was real cool
and funny to read

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No it wasn't.

It was Nothingmas Eve and all the children in Notown were not
tingling with excitement as they lay unawake in their heaps.

Ds their parents were busily not placing the lastFather Nothingmas - drawn by 18 or 21 rainmaidens!Father Nothingmas - his sackbut bulging with air!Father Nothingmas - was not on his way!
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crackermugs, glimmerslips and sweetlumps on the Nothingmas
Tree.
Hey! But what was that invisible trail of chummy sparks or
vaulting stars across the sky

(From the streets of the snowless town came the quiet of
unsung carols and the merry silence of the steeple bell.)

Next morning the children did not fountain out of bed with cries
of WHOOPERATION! They picked up their Nothingmas
Stockings and with traditional quiperamas such as: "Look what
I haven't got! It's just what I didn't want!" pulled their stockings
on their ordinary legs.

For breakfast they ate - breakfast.

After woods they all avoided the Nothingmas Tree, where
Daddy, his face failing to beam like a leaky torch, was not
distributing gemgames, sodaguns, golly-trolleys, jars of
humdrums and packets of slubberated croakers.

Off, off, off, went the children to school, soaking each other with
no howls of "Merry Nothingmas and a Happy No Year!", and
not pulping each other with no-balls.

At school Miss Whatnot taught them how to write No Thank
You Letters.

Home they burrowed for Nothingmas Dinner.NO SPICED HAMNO CRANBERRY JELLYSAUCE
The table was not groaning under all manner of

There was not one (1) shoot of glee as the Nothingmas
Pudding, unlit, was not brought in. Mince pies were not
available, nor was there any demand for them.

Then, as another Nothingmas clobbered to a close, they
haggled off to bed where they slept happily never after.

and that is not the end of the story...

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No it wasn't. It was Nothingmas Eve and all the children in Notown were not tingling with excitement as they lay unawake in their heaps. Ds their parents were busily not placing the lastFather Nothingmas - drawn by 18 or 21 rainmaidens!Father Nothingmas - his sackbut bulging with air!Father Nothingmas - was not on his way!

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‘Please do not feed the animals…’ By: Robert Hull Posted By: MacLean

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‘Please do not feed the animals…’ By: Robert Hull Posted By: MacLean

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Yet another absurd poem.
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/please-do-not-feed-the-animals/

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The Langue of the cat by: Rachel Rooney Posted by: Katie

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The Langue of the cat by: Rachel Rooney Posted by: Katie

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http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-language-of-cat/
I like this poem because it describes cats ( which I love ) and it flows wel

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The mock turtles song by Lewis Carroll. Posted by Nate

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The mock turtles song by Lewis Carroll. Posted by Nate

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I liked this poem because it uses good word choice and turtles are my favorite animal. Here's a link: http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-mock-turtles-song/

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By Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
Posted by Autumn
This poem really makes Witches a lot less creepy. You should totally take a look! And let her in!

http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-witch-2/

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The language of the cat, by: Rachel Rooney, posted by: Samuel

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The language of the cat, by: Rachel Rooney, posted by: Samuel

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http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-language-of-cat/?mode=primary
I like this poem because at the end it says why its that specific animal, not a different one. ;)

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The mock turtles song by Lewis Carroll Posted by Nate.

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The mock turtles song by Lewis Carroll Posted by Nate.

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I liked this poem because it used good word choice and turtles are probably my favorite real animal. Here's a link: http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-mock-turtles-song/

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I thought i would look up some Japanese poetry.

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The Quangle Wangle’s Hat By: Edward Lear Posted By: MacLean

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The Quangle Wangle’s Hat By: Edward Lear Posted By: MacLean

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Also an absurd good poem.
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-quangle-wangles-hat/

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http://www.famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/shel_silverstein/poems/14826

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I think this poem is important because it makes you think about how much your grandmother dose. link:   http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/granny-is/

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Yeah, and its posted by Isabel. I had to click on this poem because well, its a turtle, plus I heard it before and I liked it. It is also fun 'cause its sort of a tounge twister. Plus, its by the same guy who wrote the Jabberwocky poem.
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-mock-turtles-song/    THANKS!

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The North Wind By Anonymous, Posted by Jared.

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The North Wind By Anonymous, Posted by Jared.

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http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-north-wind/
I liked this poem because I think it shows that winter isn't just nice happy snow but also harder for animals to be warm.

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How to Cut a Pomegranate By: Imtiaz Dharker Posted by: Trevor

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How to Cut a Pomegranate By: Imtiaz Dharker Posted by: Trevor

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It is funny and it uses repetition. It also makes you look at a pomegranate through a different lens.
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/how-to-cut-a-pomegranate/

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Nothingmas Day By Adrian mitchell posted by Olivia A.

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Nothingmas Day By Adrian mitchell posted by Olivia A.

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http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/nothingmas-day/

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Instructions for Growing Poetry by Tony Mitton. Posted by Maya

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Instructions for Growing Poetry by Tony Mitton. Posted by Maya

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I chose this poem, because it went along with what we learned in class, how poetry can have texture. I also thought that it was very cool how this poem is about writing poems. It sort of made me think about the quote we saw in class, how "Poetry is compressed language.", and that quote was a poem just like this poem tells about poetry, and what it is, so that's why I chose to post this poem.
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/instructions-for-growing-poetry/

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The Twistable Turnable Man By Shell Silverstein         Posted by Akshya

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The Twistable Turnable Man By Shell Silverstein         Posted by Akshya

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This is my all time favorite Poem I hope you like it to.
http://allpoetry.com/Twistable-Turnable-Man

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By Brian Patten
Posted by Autumn
This poem is so true and funny. I encourage you to read it, especially if you don't like rules....
;)
Here's the link:
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/rules/
Yes, you have to type it in yourself!

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Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout by Shel Silverstein posted by Solai

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Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout by Shel Silverstein posted by Solai

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I LOVE this poem! I recited it in third grade, and it brings up so many memories! Shel Silverstein is brilliant with rhyming and he delivered beautiful poetry to the world we live in. This poem is my all time favorite poem because it has a great fluency when you recite it. I LOVE THIS POEM!
http://mste.illinois.edu/courses/ci407su01/students/north/kristy/Project/K-Poem-Net.html

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Posted by Paige
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-witch-2/

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The Language of Cat by Rachel Rooney Posted By Georgia

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The Language of Cat by Rachel Rooney Posted By Georgia

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I love this poem because it's about cats! Well, the language of cats anyway. But still, cats!
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-language-of-cat/

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http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/extinct/
I like this poem because it makes me kind of  sad and reminds me of all the animals that are extinct and how we can help endangered species like turtles.

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Kittens! Kittens! Author Unknown or William Wordsworth, Posted by Caitlin

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Kittens! Kittens! Author Unknown or William Wordsworth, Posted by Caitlin

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I love kittens so much and this one is so funny. Hey, cat lovers out there, you will fall in love with it!
http://www.catquotes.com/kittenskittens.htm

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this is funny because the last thing is halurios

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Please do not feed the ostriches
sandwiches

or the polar bears
éclairs.

Do not offer the wombats
kumquats

or the rattle-snakes
fruit-cakes.

Remember that piranhas
are not allowed bananas

or partridges
sausages.

Never approach a stork
with things on a fork

or the bustard
with a plate of custard

No leopard
likes anything peppered

and meerkats
dislike Kit Kats.

Remember that grapes
upset apes

and meringues
do the same for orang-utans.

Most importantly-
do not feed the cheetah

your teacher.

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Poetry By Heart | 'Please do not feed the animals...'

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Please do not feed the ostriches sandwiches or the polar bears éclairs. Do not offer the wombats kumquats or the rattle-snakes fruit-cakes. Remember that piranhas are not allowed bananas or partridges sausages. Never approach a stork with things on a fork or the bustard with a plate of custard No leopard likes anything peppered and meerkats dislike Kit Kats.

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The Song of Wandering Aengus By: William Butler Yeats  Posted By: Neo

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The Song of Wandering Aengus By: William Butler Yeats  Posted By: Neo

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I like this poem because it reminds me of the changing seasons. Another reason I like this poem is because it makes me feel safe, yet adventurous.
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/the-song-of-wandering-aengus/

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I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud By: William Wordsworth Posted By: Tejasvini

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I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud By: William Wordsworth Posted By: Tejasvini

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This is one of my favorite poems that my mom recommended to me. In 3rd grade in Ms. Turchin's class I recited this poem for our poem themed oral presentation, that was when my mom recommended it to me and it has been one of my favorites ever since. So this is the poem I decided to share with you guys! Enjoy!
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174790

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If you Were a Carrot By: Berlie Doherty Posted By: MacLean

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If you Were a Carrot By: Berlie Doherty Posted By: MacLean

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This is a really good and absurd poem.
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/if-you-were-a-carrot/

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For I Will Consider My Cat Jeoffrey By: Cristopher Smart Posted By: Lara

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For I Will Consider My Cat Jeoffrey By: Cristopher Smart Posted By: Lara

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I love cats and when I found this poem on poetry by heart I fell completely in love with it!
http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poems/for-i-will-consider-my-cat-jeoffrey/

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The Turkey Shot out of the Oven By Jack Prelutsky

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The Turkey Shot out of the Oven By Jack Prelutsky

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posted by Lily this is my very favorite poem of all time and I highly recommend that you read it! http://www.homemakerscorner.com/turkeyshot.htm

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Begin here.  This website will let you explore lots of poetry that is classic but also poetry that young people should read. http://www.poetrybyheart.org.uk/poetry-for-children/