Post by sevi on May 29, 2006 15:25:34 GMT -5
Summer Acrostic poem:
Lively time when children play.
Energetic, everyone is on this glorious day.
Too many people are in the pool.
‘
Still, why should that ruin your fun?
Have an ice cream cone.
Apple pie is good as well.
Vanilla pudding makes a nice treat.
Eat it all up, before somebody else does!
Sunny days means it’s time for a dip.
Unsupervised, you sneak out to swim.
March to the pool and play a game.
Marco-Polo sure sounds fun!
Eat at least an hour before you swim.
Remember this or you’ll get cramps!
Flying objects in the sky?
Ultimate Frisbee is being played.
Never let those disks hit you in the head!
,
Tomorrow, summer shall end.
Oh, no! Don’t let it be true!
Dawn is when school starts.
Appreciate summer, for it is special.
Your mother’s calling you. It’s time for bed.
!
Something I once wrote for a girl:
Dynamo’s Feelings-
Suddenly, I get this weird feeling for you.
Is it fate?
Maybe it is, maybe it’s not.
Just to see you, I try to never be late.
Why do I like you? Why do I care?
I just do for some reason.
You have many stories to share.
Please know that I care.
You aren’t like any other that came before..
For you, I’d give my life for.
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
No girl in the world could compare to you.
Don't you dare say I'm going soft.
Lively time when children play.
Energetic, everyone is on this glorious day.
Too many people are in the pool.
‘
Still, why should that ruin your fun?
Have an ice cream cone.
Apple pie is good as well.
Vanilla pudding makes a nice treat.
Eat it all up, before somebody else does!
Sunny days means it’s time for a dip.
Unsupervised, you sneak out to swim.
March to the pool and play a game.
Marco-Polo sure sounds fun!
Eat at least an hour before you swim.
Remember this or you’ll get cramps!
Flying objects in the sky?
Ultimate Frisbee is being played.
Never let those disks hit you in the head!
,
Tomorrow, summer shall end.
Oh, no! Don’t let it be true!
Dawn is when school starts.
Appreciate summer, for it is special.
Your mother’s calling you. It’s time for bed.
!
Something I once wrote for a girl:
Dynamo’s Feelings-
Suddenly, I get this weird feeling for you.
Is it fate?
Maybe it is, maybe it’s not.
Just to see you, I try to never be late.
Why do I like you? Why do I care?
I just do for some reason.
You have many stories to share.
Please know that I care.
You aren’t like any other that came before..
For you, I’d give my life for.
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
No girl in the world could compare to you.
Don't you dare say I'm going soft.