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Ariba's comments from the ¡ POETRY ! group.

Parrot-Ox gets my vote

I sent a poem as soon as I posted a comment on this topic. Let's see when it prints out!

Jackie, post the poem right here, as a comment, okay? And only, five, I think? Yeah, five of the many poems posted here will be chosen to be voted for the newsletter

oops! I'm so sorry, Harley. But you see the, um, last names,
Amy King
Harley King
I'm really sorry I took you that way!

Thanks, Ruth!
Now....hmm....I had to wait.....2 years!

hey, Harley and Amy are relatives! Amy will definitely choose here relative!
[sad face:]

The Adventure of the Lost Teddy Bear

Once upon a time, a girl named Blair
Thought that a doorstep was the best place
To put her teddy bear
When she had to do her shoe-lace.

But oh, the terrible moment was when
She forgot the bear when she was done!
And for once Teddy cried with real tears
And yelled for his mistress to fetch her bear.

But Blair was already running home,
Thinking of the chocolate pudding
Which her mother was busy cooking
Made her think she shouldn’t now roam.


Suddenly Teddy saw a cat
Who didn’t looked pleased
With a stranger on her mat
So gave a warning ‘Meow’ to the bear.

Teddy was frightened so he ran in the woods
Where he saw a big black dog
But mistook him for a bag full of food and goods!
So he happily went towards him and found a shock.

The bag (as he thought) was making a step toward him
And had green eyes which glowed in the dark forest
Which Teddy thought will never grow dim
And couldn’t look right into the visitor’s eyes.

But that was not which the dog cared
He was hungry all day
And wasn’t surprised when the bear feared
Because he had made a very hungry face.


So Teddy was immediately on the run
Remembering the moments when he had so much fun!
With his mistress Blair
When he had so many friends and things to share.

Just then, he saw an old kite
This was once flown by a boy on a very windy day
And asked it to save his life from a bite
From the big black dog

The kite agreed and flew off by itself
With the unusual passenger holding on its tail
The bear was happy by himself
And thanked the kite for the lift as well.

The kite was now tired and began to land
This was safe for the teddy bear too
Because he was just on the soft sand
And not on the hard floor

Teddy was happy at last
For he saw his owner Blair
But she was still a long way past
Running towards her little lost bear

Blair picked up her Teddy
And danced around her neighbourhood
Cheerfully and Joyfully
She went back home!

whats a journal? a newspaper editor?

hmm...i guess so!

*apologetic look*

Sorry,but I don't understand poetries without rhymes. So...sorry once more!

you're welcome!

Thanks,Gregory. I worked hard on it. I have another poem, do you need it now, Svetlana?

Where is that folder?

Did you like my poem? Tell me!

I LEARNT MY LESSON

When Mom refused to give lunch
She added to it, “That shall also be your brunch”
“Which one?” I asked hopefully
“The one you make yourself!” she said crossly

Oh, my! Oh no! I wish I always ate
The Tiffin that Mom made
For that was why she was in a temper
For I always left my lunch to hide in the fender!

There was no one to make me up a meal
No hot soup from Jennifer, or potato chips of Neil
No cookies from the canteen or slice of spicy pizza
To share with Emily, and her sister Teresa.

I’m stuck with a lunch box holding a jelly sandwich
But I ate it hungrily, not noticing Mom behind
With a knowing smile and arms open wide.
I should’ve known, Mom will always be by my side.
-Ariba Rafi

I LEARNT MY LESSON

When Mom refused to give lunch
She added to it, “That shall also be your brunch”
“Which one?” I asked hopefully
“The one you make yourself!” she said crossly

Oh, my! Oh no! I wish I always ate
The Tiffin that Mom made
For that was why she was in a temper
For I always left my lunch to hide in the fender!

There was no one to make me up a meal
No hot soup from Jennifer, or potato chips of Neil
No cookies from the canteen or slice of spicy pizza
To share with Emily, and her sister Teresa.

I’m stuck with a lunch box holding a jelly sandwich
But I ate it hungrily, not noticing Mom behind
With a knowing smile and arms open wide.
I should’ve known, Mom will always be by my side.
-Ariba Rafi

Umm...guys? How do we participate?
Can someone please help me?