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Limerick
Little Mouse what do you eat?
Little mouse what do you eat?
Cheese and cookies
Peanuts and waffles
Oh what you eat little Mouse.


Mouse eat cookie.


























Winter
The snow falls tonight.
I feel it on my face.
Its cold and wet.
Winter is Here.

The ski's are on.
I go fast down the hill.
The wind on my face
Winter is Here.

Shovels are sold.
Stock out with soup.
Fight the crowds.
Winter is here.

Gifts are given.
Wrapping by the fire.
Buying bows.
Winter is here.

Ice Roads.
Cars in the ditch.
Salt on the ground
Winter is here.
























Gecko Leaping.





Haiku
Aging Tree
Gecko Leaps
Crunch!





Winter Road.






Poetry is all about your feelings and The words.








Tree house.

Sonnet
My love high in the tree.
Why won't you come down.
My love with pretty eyes.
Why can't you hug me.
We stare at each other
But we don't dare to talk.
We know about the love.
But the which has you trapped.
I will free you.
When sun sets.
I will hold you tight.
When the sun sets.
I will have free you.
I have my love!










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Poetry
There are many people saying different things about poetry. These poets have the understand of it. Like Poetry is plucking at the heartstrings, and making music with them by Dennis Gabor . He understands that poems are like a song the flow together. The next one is one that is if you don't understand the poem it doesn't mean its wrong. I've written some poetry I don't understand myself by Carl Sandburg . People need poetry to get their feelings out and it helps make people feel better just like Any healthy Man can go with out food for two days- but not without poetry by Charles Baudelaire . Poet think life is beautiful witch is so true. Poems seem to happen if you want to too or not. A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a love sickness by Robert Frost.







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