I am always waiting to be picked for the team but I am always waiting watching my friends being picked finally but it feels like I am being chewed , beaten and swallowed ready to grow more big jucy apples !
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tissue box
Tissue box
I fell used and fell disgusting with all that green filth. No one loves me. I have no one to play with why why why. why do people throw me away I’m like a human too. I fell like only half of me left. why is it so hard to be a tissue box.
Stop sign
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
Owww! my ears hurt so much!
Ewww yuck dirty hands.
The stench of them is so bad.
I hate my life I hate it!
When I get left out in the day I get left out in the day I get burnt!
And I hate my brown dull outfit I want a new one!
When people strum my strings it ache’s so bad.
Especially when they use picks!!!!
And the noise when they play.
I’m right up close they need better lessons!!
I’m so tired at the end of the day so I need a big sleep but
when I get up in the morning it just starts all over again!!
And another thing my owner Sammy the sprinkler.
When he sings he spits all over me!
Being a guitar is not easy not easy not one little bit!
By Samuel.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
Owww! my ears hurt so much!
Ewww yuck dirty hands.
The stench of them is so bad.
I hate my life I hate it!
When I get left out in the day I get left out in the day I get burnt!
And I hate my brown dull outfit I want a new one!
When people strum my strings it ache’s so bad.
Especially when they use picks!!!!
And the noise when they play.
I’m right up close they need better lessons!!
I’m so tired at the end of the day so I need a big sleep but
when I get up in the morning it just starts all over again!!
And another thing my owner Sammy the sprinkler.
When he sings he spits all over me!
Being a guitar is not easy not easy not one little bit!
By Samuel.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
Owww! my ears hurt so much!
Ewww yuck dirty hands.
The stench of them is so bad.
I hate my life I hate it!
When I get left out in the day I get left out in the day I get burnt!
And I hate my brown dull outfit I want a new one!
When people strum my strings it ache’s so bad.
Especially when they use picks!!!!
And the noise when they play.
I’m right up close they need better lessons!!
I’m so tired at the end of the day so I need a big sleep but
when I get up in the morning it just starts all over again!!
And another thing my owner Sammy the sprinkler.
When he sings he spits all over me!
Being a guitar is not easy not easy not one little bit!
By Samuel.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
Owww! my ears hurt so much!
Ewww yuck dirty hands.
The stench of them is so bad.
I hate my life I hate it!
When I get left out in the day I get left out in the day I get burnt!
And I hate my brown dull outfit I want a new one!
When people strum my strings it ache’s so bad.
Especially when they use picks!!!!
And the noise when they play.
I’m right up close they need better lessons!!
I’m so tired at the end of the day so I need a big sleep but
when I get up in the morning it just starts all over again!!
And another thing my owner Sammy the sprinkler.
When he sings he spits all over me!
Being a guitar is not easy not easy not one little bit!
By Samuel.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
THE LIFE OF A GUITAR.
Owww! my ears hurt so much!
Ewww yuck dirty hands.
The stench of them is so bad.
I hate my life I hate it!
When I get left out in the day I get left out in the day I get burnt!
And I hate my brown dull outfit I want a new one!
When people strum my strings it ache’s so bad.
Especially when they use picks!!!!
And the noise when they play.
I’m right up close they need better lessons!!
I’m so tired at the end of the day so I need a big sleep but
when I get up in the morning it just starts all over again!!
And another thing my owner Sammy the sprinkler.
When he sings he spits all over me!
Being a guitar is not easy not easy not one little bit!
By Samuel.
Tissue Box by James
Just sitting there all day.
I have an oval mouth, plastic lips, a very white tongue and a rectangle body.
I really despair the days that someone has a runny nose.
I just HATE it when I have to clean up other peoples mess with my tongue.
My tongue is very fragile but it regrows instantly.
But just so you know I do have a limit of tongues.
I am a tissue box.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Tissue Box
Loved &Lonely
what am i?
I'm just as important as the police , except i stand by the road".
" I often blush when you don't listen to me ".
"Sometimes i wish i could just leave ".
"But i know with out me you would die ".
"Tower over you still screaming my message but not everyone listens to me ".
"Next time you see me please listen."
CAUSE IM A STOP SIGN!!!!!!
By Eva Harris
HOUSE LIGHT BULB.
On,off,on,off,god,just make up your mind.
Your lucky,you know,you have feet & you can run around,playing with your friends.
And I,I am lonely up here with no one to play with,I can't move a mucsle,watching you play,
wait,someones coming,yes,yes,yes,BAM!! I am shining like the sun,as hot as it too.
I am proud,beaming I,I feel alive,stop,no,no,SWITCH,NO!! THIS IS MY LIFE AS A LIGHT BULB.
By Kaitlyn Calvert-Shandley
Teddy Bear
I can't wait to sleep with her.
She should be here soon.
It's quiet when she's not here, I'm really lonely
BUT, when she gets back I can have fun playing.
I love my owner and I know she loves me to.
By Molly-Rose Donnelly
What am I?
I slither I slide but no im not a snake.
I cut the ice like a hot knife through butter with my sharp silver blade.
Im cold all year round I can never feel the warmth.
I do tricks and everyone thinks Im so clever.
I can pick up things so easily.
I'm ice-skates you see everyone just wants to be as clever as me.
By Courtney Keith-Bourke
Puppies
I yelp when I'm scared
I yelp when my Mum wants me to get out of bed!!!
I run I jump I AWWWW!!!
BOOM!!!
Who put that rubbish bin there!!!
Time to go to bed ohhhh I'm as sleepy as a lion in the sun!!!
Good night world, good night Mum.
By: Paige Honeybone.
Tissue box
getting lower, and lower, until I Die.
My pattern of white and gold,
is getting very old,
sniff sniff blow blow,
Now I have the flu, I'm sick I don't like you.
My body is squished, Now I'm gone.
`By Hayley'
Teddy bear Poem
Monday, March 29, 2010
Teddy bear poem
Just waiting here for the night so I can sleep tight.
I am waiting for me and my partner to cuddle through the
dark scary night.
But when I get old my partner might leave me and I get a new partner
to help me through the dark,lonely night. by chris olsen