If the World Was Crazy

If the world was crazy, you know what I’d eat?

A plate of juice and some deep-fried feet.

A glass of pizza, a sandwich of socks,

A metal donut and a yummy roasted box.

Some burnt birdseed, a nice boiled bed,

A green carrot and a pencil that’s red.

A bowl of bread, some chopped up daisies,

And that’s what I’d eat if the world was crazy

If the world was crazy, you know what I’d wear?

Some yellow striped converse, and spaghetti in my hair.

I’d wear toilet paper for stockings,

And balloons as gloves for boxing.

I’d have a pickle for my shirt, and buns for my pants

I’d wear beans as bracelets and my laces would dance.

My flip-flops would sing and my skirt would be lazy,

That’s what I’d wear if the world was crazy.

If the world was crazy you know what I’d do?

I’d swim in the sand, and play soccer in the loo.

I’d make bracelets of erasers and rings of pencils,

I’d sit on my head and invent new stencils.

I’d climb a tree when it grew hazy,

And that’s what I’d do if the world was crazy.

I Am

I am funny and kind

I wonder how big space is

I hear an elephant in my backyard

I see gold at the end of the rainbow

I want to end poverty

I am funny and kind

I pretend I have a pet hippo that does ballet

I feel famous

I touch koalas in Australia

I worry about my family

I cry when I get hurt

I a funny and kind

I understand how to read music

I say end world hunger

I dream about being a doctor

I try to get good grades

I hope the world is a friendlier place

I am funny and kind

My Mud

Slurp, Slurp

I chug down slop from the trough in front of me.

I roll around in my favorite pile of mud,

Dirt clouds up around me.

Flies are buzzing,

One lands in my food.

I can tell roosters are in the pin beside me,

Bawk! Bawk!

They seem to scornfully scream.

But I keep rolling.

HI!

Sorry I haven't written in sooooo long. I miss my beloved fans.

DD

This is the story of DD an amazing man. He was a mysterious, amazing, super, man. He was so mysterious that no one could reveal his real identity or name. So let's get to the story, there once was a man, oh never mind I already typed that! So let's really get on with the story!

The Case of the Naughty Children

Last year in 2008 on the playground, at the learning center a man came over to talk to some kids. My BFF and I both agreed that he looked like a detective not just an ordinary detective, an expert detective. I think he was doing detective work with them. But most people would think he was just yelling at them. I think all those students he sends down to his office are really his spies and he isn't really yelling at them, he's having a secret meeting with them. I think all that stuff that he does with them is all spy work. I mean it could be possible, of course it probably isn't. But as I said it is possible, don't you agree? Also he always sends the same old kids down. And it isn't that many kids. There is one kid that goes down like 8 times every day, I think that he is the head spy. But I'm still trying to figure out the BIG (or should I say Gigantic) mystery: WHO IS HE??? That is one of the biggest mysteries of all time. But with a little help from my BFF (she's in the spy group too) I think we'll be able to figure it out!!!
So now comes the part where.... oops I can't tell you! You'll have to keep reading to find out. So go on keep reading!!!

(to be continued...)

Black Cat

Black cats are scary cats; they're a witch's pet
If they cross your path, you're in double trouble
Black cats are scary cats; if you meet one you're in trouble
Black cats are scary cats; they're a witch's pet.

A Halloween Poem

By
Adriana

Flowers