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Position:Home>Poetry> I NEED A PEOM, I HAVE TO HURRY! PLEASe~!?Question:HI ALL, I HAD A PROJECT THIS AFTERNOON AT MY SCHOOL. IM IN 6 GRADE AND I HAVE TO WRITE A POEM. NOT TO LONG, I LIKE SHORT ONE. I HAVE TO HURRY. PLEASE THANK YOU! Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: HI ALL, I HAD A PROJECT THIS AFTERNOON AT MY SCHOOL. IM IN 6 GRADE AND I HAVE TO WRITE A POEM. NOT TO LONG, I LIKE SHORT ONE. I HAVE TO HURRY. PLEASE THANK YOU! The pit-pat of the rain outside is chilling, It puts me into a mood unknown, Not happy, sad or scared Then I think of the sun and all the life it provides, And then I am in a joyous mood! how is this? make it yourself cheater Please add in the topic. I'll answer again with a good poem idea but i need the topic. I cant give you a whole poem cuz thats cheating tho roses are red violets are blue you didn't do your homework and now your screwed..... best i could come up with sorry... shake shake shake it new metro station Ill song lolll easy Rhythmic Rain The patter of rain beat on the hallow dock. Dispersing, the dinky drops hit the planks. The rhythmic rain envelopes my well being, As the patter of the rain falls by the ranks. The rain lands with the soft touch of nature. So quickly the drops find refuge in the oak wood. I walk out onto the thin timbers. The rain lands with a light beat onto my hood. I whisper under my breath to nature. The rain then will cease to exist. I wrote it last year in sixth grade... ~sig~ 7 days without soccer makes one weak about what? give me a topic okay made a poem its about car, riding fast, etc but your gona have to name it, you know, give it a title Smoke came from the end Then the wheels screeched, And it curved around the bend A blur flashed away Air turned to dust, Leading focused eyes astray It was his one dream It would be real, It would make his life extreme I go to school, but I'm a fool. ....I was given some work, but I'm such a jerk .....Now I am left with such a short time .....and the problem is, I can't rhyme ....... Sometimes Sometimes you seem big, sometimes you seem small. Sometimes you feel out of place like you don't belong at all. Sometimes you feel like a fairytale in an enchanted land. Other times the nightmare seems to have your only hand. Sometimes you feel like the sun is shinning its brightest. Other times the rain clouds seem to be the biggest. Sometimes you feel like a racecar driver never slowing down. Other times the clock on the wall just has to have broken down. Sometimes you feel like you're on top of the world. Other times you feel like the worlds on top of you. Sorry, this is a question and answer forum, not a "do my homework for me" forum. She was never quite a swan She wore funny looking Coke bottle glasses Had heavy eye brows Smoked Cuban cigars Lived in Berlin Parked her friendly crocodile Outside staring at everyone so friendly & meek Drank with the blokes Told ditty yarns To keep those guys in the bar In stitches Spoke with a thick Irish accent She was never quite a swan She drove the dogs Fallin” over themselves with panic & frost jumping into vans on the run In our peaceful loving neighbourhood To cover they’re ears When she songs Sea shanty songs At around midnight Of pirates and peace She was never quite a swan Tiptoe around her If you bump into her At night She’s really a songbird a sweet heart that’s smart who wishes you wore a cowboy hat & coke bottles too you’d both turn heads boosting your ego’s turning love into tabloids by afternoon then you find yourself in love another myopic you’ll say nice guys finish first |