by
Contessa B.
4th grade
Highland Park Elementary School
What a poem what
a lovely poem
a poem that
speaks for itself
it has me in it
with a lovely
finish that
matches my time
and makes me
squeamish
there a lovely
town, great smells
great smile,
great lands, great tiles
but what a lovely
poem
There is this man
he smells and
stands he talks
to me as if he is Dan
he likes the
sound of horary, and blond
to talk to me in
a sum of three he
thinks real hard
then he lays down
well this man is
crazy he has no lady
well of course he
has no lady
he smells.
Candle light
the candle is
bright it lights up the
night as I lay in
my bed I
store and think
what it is like
in the dark black
deep scary night
hey, who turned
out the light?!!