The important thing about bunnies is that they hop.

They have fur,

they eat carrots,

they sometimes have floppy ears.

They smell like hay,

they taste like meat.

But the important thing about bunnies is that they hop.

My first limerick

There once was a boy named Carson

He was a very small person.

He sang a song

With a big bong

And that’s how he learned his lesson.

 

 

 

 My second limerick

There once was a really big pretzel.

It was a sign out of metal.

It then fell

Into a well

And that made a really loud rattle.

Bunnies

Smells  like dripping wet mud.

Sounds like thunderous crunching carrots.

Tastes like dripping fresh veggies.

Feels like fluffy soft cushions.

Looks like a bowl full of cotton balls.

Golden Cuteness

When I first opened the brown box with holes

I saw the golden cuteness

the sand colored dog__

with snow-white paws

and a crystal shaped spot on his belly.

Names…

Boneco?

Estrelinha?

Fofinho!

That was the perfect name

Fofinho__

First hold, softer than velvet

I felt him shaking

I, as nervous as him.

Carmel fur snuggling into my arms

like a snail curling into his shell.

Home, new home.

 

original intellectual property of Sarah

A: Anne’s animal announced ” alamabababoo” again.

B: Billy’s big belly blobbled back and forth than broke.

C: Carry went in her car cecece went her coffee.

D: Dr. David died digesting a drink.

E: Ellis’ elephant ear elevated everywhere  eee eee eee.

F: Fran’s flat flopple fell fraggling facts, fantastic!

G: Gabri’s gorrilla gobbled great goop gagling games.

H: Harry Holmes howled happily however he was hugging Hanna.

I: Is Imelda from India or Indulagia, I don’t know?

J: Jaba the jelly jorrila lives in the Jurasic Jungle!

K: Katy Kangaroo kood ”koo koo”.

L: Lando’s land lace ship landed on Lisbon.

S: Sally Suzan said ”sss” she is a snake in a snail saloon where the sun shines.

Pencil

Sharp Tall

Writing Sharpening Drawing

Stories Poems Blank Eraser Bits

Clean Removing Correcting

Short White

Eraser

Sun

   The fiery sun

out in the blue sky

lets us have fun

so that we can almost fly.

 

 Even on the rainy days 

the sun stays out

so God we will praise 

by our joyful shout.

 

Oh how the sun is yellow

it is our star.

The sun heats us up my dear fellow

even if it is so far.