Dolphin clip art from WP Clipart.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
DJ the Dolphin
by Hannah
DJ the dolphin is playful as a puppy. He squeaks like a mouse. He splashes like a huge stone falling in water. His pool smells like salt water. He eats fish. He feels like wet rubber.
Dolphin clip art from WP Clipart.
Dolphin clip art from WP Clipart.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
The Winter and The Dragon
by Christina
The dragon takes
A flying leap
And lands into the snow.
The claws they scrape
As the snow creeps
Over the gigantic toes.
The snowflakes
Fly in circles
Around the dragon’s head.
The flakes
Of snow seem purple
And dragon’s snout glows red.
The dragon snaps
At snowflakes
As they flee from shining teeth,
They overlap
Around his flanks
And make a sparkling wreath.
The dragon digs
A burrow
As the wind breaths through his scales,
He finds a fig
And then goes
Towards his home to read of Wales.
The wind grabs
At the dragon
And digs cold fingers through his skin,
But the dragon has
A weapon.
It is the fire that burns within.
Dragon image from wpclipart.com
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
The Dragon
By Christina
The dragon dives
The foamy waves
Crash over the dancing figure.
He spins and flies
Through the long day,
Hoping a feast for his dinner.
His eye catches
A glimmering scale
A fish of beautiful gold.
Down he splashes
He could not fail
When the fish was in his hold.
He counts his fish
Thirty, Forty more
As the sun sinks down from the sky,
He makes a wish
And with a great soar,
All the way home he does fly.
Five dragon girls
And three dragon boys
fly to their father's feast.
With eight small whirls
They grab new toys
The bones from the fish, at least.
Then they eat the great meal from their father,
And as he leaves from the den,
Eight pairs of eyes grow larger,
As he takes to the sky again.
The dragon dives
The foamy waves
Crash over the dancing figure.
He spins and flies
Through the long day,
Hoping a feast for his dinner.
His eye catches
A glimmering scale
A fish of beautiful gold.
Down he splashes
He could not fail
When the fish was in his hold.
He counts his fish
Thirty, Forty more
As the sun sinks down from the sky,
He makes a wish
And with a great soar,
All the way home he does fly.
Five dragon girls
And three dragon boys
fly to their father's feast.
With eight small whirls
They grab new toys
The bones from the fish, at least.
Then they eat the great meal from their father,
And as he leaves from the den,
Eight pairs of eyes grow larger,
As he takes to the sky again.
To My Dog Copper
By Gloria
The Partially Perfect Puny Puppy,
Is a cheerful, comforting, cute little thing.
One day with him will make you feel lucky,
Or even make you want to sing.
The Partially Perfect Puny Puppy,
Can be a cheerful, comforting, cute little pup.
Until he gets the carpet all muddy,
And you have to clean it all up.
The Partially Perfect Puny Puppy,
Is as cheerful, comforting, and as cute as the chick in the nest.
To own him you truly ARE lucky!
Oh puppy, to me you're the best.
The Partially Perfect Puny Puppy,
Is a cheerful, comforting, cute little thing.
One day with him will make you feel lucky,
Or even make you want to sing.
The Partially Perfect Puny Puppy,
Can be a cheerful, comforting, cute little pup.
Until he gets the carpet all muddy,
And you have to clean it all up.
The Partially Perfect Puny Puppy,
Is as cheerful, comforting, and as cute as the chick in the nest.
To own him you truly ARE lucky!
Oh puppy, to me you're the best.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
The Pipe Broke
By Hannah
Daddy came home. He said, “How did the windows get broken?”
I said, “Mommy screamed.”
Daddy said, “Why did Mommy scream?”
“Because the dishes broke.”
“Why did the dishes break?”
“I slipped and I broke the wall with my head.”
“How did you slip and break the wall?”
“The pipe broke and the water leaked onto the floor. Nobody knew.”
“Let’s call the plumber and fix the pipe.”
(Inspired by A Fly Went By Mike McClintrock)
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