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Random Poems
Colors
Why must we all be labeled by colors?
Black. Yellow. Brown. White.
Colors are just color.
People are just people.
Why can’t we get along.
Like in a painting, there are many colors.
There are not many paintings that just have one color.
And when the colors are together.
They make something beautiful.
What my name means about me.
C-aring
E-xciting
L-aughing
I-maginative
N-ice
E-ntertaining
Cocoa
Crazy
Odd
Cute
Out of the blue
Amazing friend
Teachers
Teachers will be there for us
Teachers will help us out when we need them
Teachers take time out of their lives to help
Teachers can come in all different personalities
But!
The best Teachers are the ones that we remember for our whole life.
Candy
Candy is like...
as sour as a lemon
as sweet as a child
as colorful as a rainbow
as yummy as a favorite food
as sticky as honey
and as chewy as gum
Summer
Summer is when the bees and birds are out,
When the flowers are out in full bloom.
Summer is when school days are gone and the long lazy days are here,
and when you listen you can hear cries of joy from children.
Summer is when you can sit outside and eat a cold tasty treat,
or just sleep the hours away.
Fall
Falling leaves indicate that summer is over,
and that the cold winter nights will shortly be coming.
When you trade in your flip flops and shorts,
for a coat and think warm clothes, you know,
That Fall is here
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I just worte different kinds of poems just for fun