Our Poetry
The
Trouble with Parents
We read poems from the book Oh, Grow Up by Florence Parry Heide and Roxanne Heide Pierce. The poems are about the problems that kids have with parents and the problems that parents have with kids. This week we are writing about the complaints kids have with their parents. Some of the subjects will be chores, advice, fancy restaurants kids have to go to with their parents, pets that they are not allowed to have etc. We hope you enjoy our poems.
GroundedI’m
grounded! I’m grounded. I
didn’t clean my room and I’m grounded. I’m
grounded. I
told my brother not to clean his room. He’s
grounded. He’s grounded. We
both are grounded!!!!!!
by Evan
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Mommy
Mommies
can be very nice if you do
something for them. And at
times they can be nice if you
give them something. If you
give them chocolate they are nice. If you
clean for them, they are nice. Don’t
you see the pattern? by Nia
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Odd Food That I AteAsparagus,
boc choy, chunky monkey
(not the monkey) ice cream, Devil’s
food cake, Escargot,
flank steak, Garbonzo
beans, hummus,
jalapeno
pepper (Spicy)
Limburger cheese (Pee yew!)
octopus legs (very squirmy) pluots, quail, rutabagas, sardines (yuck!)
turnips, vinegar, watercress, yokes, and zucchini are very odd
things that me or my family ate. by Monica
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A Pet MessMy mom said I couldn’t have an alpaca, a bobwhite, a cat, a deer, a ewe, a frog, a goldfinch, a hawk. Not even a boa constrictor. So do you know what I got?
by Jaquan
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Mom’s
Mush
Apples rotten to the core. Bananas brown and gray. Cabbage mushy yuck! Dates dried with hay. Eggs with green yolks. Frog legs too.
This mush is naughty to my tongue.
I say to my mom…I’m done!
by Aminat
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Hello?
I Know! My parents tell me not to jump off things in alarm. But
since I did it anyway, I
really broke my arm. So
if your parents tell you “Don’t
jump in that lake!” You
better listen to them, Or
something’s gonna break.
by David
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ABCD
A stands for Apple B stands for Bee. C stands for Cat. D stands for dog E stands for eagle F stands for fly. G stands for grandma H stands for Hill
by Dacquiri |
Housework Housework is an endless job It takes from morn ‘til night. I work and work and work some more And never get it right.
It seems like such a useless thing To vacuum all the rugs; And wash a sink of dishes And scrub the toilets and tubs.
I pick up endless piles of clothes And sort through all the mail And scrub the greasy pots and pans Each mealtime without fail.
And just when it would seem I’m done At last I could sit and rest. I have to start all over again ‘cause the house is quite a mess.
by Mrs. Byer |
What a Big MessApples on the floor, Baking cookies in the kitchen, Cooking in my bedroom, Drawing on the wall. Enjoying painting on the floor Feeding the dog stew. Gluing your brother to the floor. Hammering something to the floor. In the room playing with nails This is all I can say. by Katie
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The above picture is from Bruce Lansky's website Gigglepoetry.com.