2. This is a bio poem. I
talked about the stuff I
Poems by Karly:
like to do and hope to do
Karly in the future.
Very strong, Very smart, Sexy, Beautiful.
Daughter of Karl and Shauna.
Friend of Nogg and Clogg.
Cousin to Thomas McAllister.
Who feels sad when Nogg hates her.
Who would change the world so that she could buy Heelies.
Who would like to someday see Venice.
Who would like to someday become a Pharmacist / Science & Gym Teacher.
McKinnon
I have a friend;
Her name is Dray. This is a poem about a
friend of mine named
She has black hair,
Dray.
And is friends with Tai.
She is real fun,
And enjoys the sun.
The other day, I went for a run.
I went with Erin.
I went running with my
After half an hour, friend Erin one day so I
wrote a poem about it.
Out came the sun.
Erin got burnt,
but still had fun.
One day,
I went for a walk.
I heard someone say,
I wrote a poem with a a b a b
“Lookout for that clock!” rhyming scheme.
I watched it sway,
Then went on my way,
I met a guy named Brock.
3. Nice to everyone!
I wrote an acrostic poem about Nathan
Amazing at sports. because he is my best friend!
Thomas is his best friend, his dad, and his middle name.
Hates the emoticon, “:3”.
Acts mature, but really isn’t.
Never makes Kogg upset! :3
Champions of the world,
I wrote a poem about Canada
because I like being a Canadian.
Asset to the world,
Not contributing to green house gasses,
Alliance with states,
Don’t mess with the beaver,
Actually bigger than the States.
COMICAL
OVERLY LOUD
ConnEr is very loud so I
wrote a poem about him.
NEVER STOPS TALKING
NONSTOP FUNNINOUS
EVERYDAY HE IS LATE
RIDICILOUSLY LOUD
4. Other Author’s Poems
1
This is a “What
Green and speckled legs, Am I” poem
Hop on logs and lily pads about a frog.
Splash in cool water.
~By: Author Unknown
2
In a pouch I grow,
Another “What Am I” Poem, but
On a southern continent --
about a kangaroo rather than a frog.
Strange creatures I know
~By: Author Unknown
3
I had to write a poem for school
I wrote one but it was not cool
I was having trouble writing and
I could not get my lines to rhyme finding poems, and then I found this
poem about someone who was
I tried free verse but it was worse
having trouble writing a poem and I
could relate to it.
Searching—I found a poetry site
In the midst of the starry night
I "borrowed" from an author who
Writes poems plus other prose too
5. How easy I had searched the site
Finding a verse 'bout hate and spite
Copied it with a huge wide smile
Frown absent though my act was vile
Once finished I fell fast asleep
In spite of having been a creep
Dreams sailed me high up like a kite
As if my deed had been all right
In class I waited for my turn
To read this brilliant poem I burned
Once done I heard the teacher say
"I wrote those stanzas yesterday."
I was so shocked—wholly surprised
At teacher knowing I'd plagiarized
Yet, I knew not how to be true
You see—my name is Liar Lou
While cheating led to gauche demise
My shameful hands covered my eyes
~By: R. Renée Bembry