Abigail's poems

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If I were in charge of the world If I were in charge of the world I’d cancel broccoli Waking up on the weekends Winter snow And smell brothers. If I were in charge of the world There will be more malls Parties and more than one dog And go where ever you Want. If I were in charge of the world You wouldn’t have to eat foods you don’t want You wouldn’t have teachers Or you wouldn’t have sleep. If I were in charge of the world I would have a huge trampoline To see more in the sky I would have a huge slide

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If I were in charge of the world

If I were in charge of the worldI’d cancel broccoli Waking up on the weekendsWinter snow And smell brothers.

If I were in charge of the world There will be more mallsParties and more than one dogAnd go where ever you Want.

If I were in charge of the worldYou wouldn’t have to eat foods you don’t wantYou wouldn’t have teachersOr you wouldn’t have sleep.

If I were in charge of the worldI would have a huge trampolineTo see more in the skyI would have a huge slideTo see my grandmas houseAnd a person who doesn’t listen Or not funny would still be allowed To be in charge of the world.

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Heather

Your hair isDrifting sand.

Your laugh isA baby’s laugh.

Your boots areChocolate.

Your smile isA panda bear.

Your skin is A soft cat.

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PizzaPizzaCheese crustIn a shining sliver dish

PizzaSpicy salsaGetting cut in to pieces

PizzaSpicy tasteIts half way eaten

PizzaCool a deliciousA very very tasty thing

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AmyFunny, Playful

Loving, Caring, AdoringHas a baby face

Playing, Helping, LearningSmart, Crazy

Friend

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HappyHappy is like pink roses.It sounds like birds singing.It tastes like sweet coco.It smells like vanilla cream.Happy is like a cute puppy.It makes me feel exited.

AngryAngry is like green broccoli.It sounds like a garbage can.It tastes like sushi. It smells like garbage.

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Angry looks like a bully.It makes me fell mad.

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BirdsPretty, Colorful

Singing, Flying, PlayingThey like to wonder

Blue Bird

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MonsterThey’re once was a beastThat had a great feastIn the Middle EastI wasn’t so far a least

It was so breezyAt least the cheese is cheesyBut it wasn’t that easyIt was uneasy

The monster had a dogThat the dog jumped a logBut in the zoo comes a hogAnd in the pond comes a frog

When the monster ate a bananaThe monster met its friend DianaBut she was at savannahSo bye now I going to Montana

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AbigailAbby is so cuteBelieve in fairiesI like cakesGrooves to the musicAte a piece of ice creamI like to have friendsLonely at school

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AMYAmazing friendMight be meanYou are cool

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AlieceAmazing friendLikes to laughI love to playEat pizzaCrazy when madEat cake

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Jai’OnnaJoyful girlAmazing singer

I like salad‘

On timeNice to peopleNice to meAbigail is her friend

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JelloJuicy juiceEatable thingLove itLove tasteOutrageous jell

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P PP PY Y

Happy Happy Like smile

No other

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The FluMy cousin Maribel had the fluThen she took a shower with shampooIt was a great issueThat she waste all the tissue.

It was a great messBut for her it was a stressHer body fells like its going to wreckWhich she’s trying to protect.

But when she met her penpalThat lived in a corral Her penpal had a headacheAnd a stomachache. Now she can’t blinkOr she can’t winkNow that it is summertimeIt’s hard to climbNow she eats shrimpBecause she’s a wimpMy cousin has the flu.

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I the it so

Like air smells good

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MOM

I like my beautifulNICEMOM

Damaris Mendoza

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