MY POEMSBY Victoria Armstrong

Limericks

There was an old lady under a tree She decided to play with her feet She played with her feet all day Then she decided to go play After she played with her feet.

Silly Sally

Silly Sally Slipped Slippery Sliding on the wet slippery floor Because it was wet so she Wanted to see if she would Slide so silly that she would fall So silly, so she can laugh.

Simile Poem

The apples fly Out of the tree Like rain Fall from The clouds.

Metaphor Poem

Victoria is a good cheerleader She can do so many moves and tricks I think as her friend, She’ll make the team I wish I was like her.

Color Poem

Red is the beautiful tasty juicy apples Red is a glazing good watermelon Red is the wonderful strawberry’s Red is the tasty jungle juice Red taste like tasty fruity pebbles Red smells like fried chicken Red sounds like birds chirping Red feels like a big fluffy, soft pillow Red looks like a rainbow Red makes me dance Red is amazing.

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BY Victoria Armstrong