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I Want To Paint

I want to paint

A red rag on sleeping in the sun

A monster man muttering in Morocco

A tiny orange dog peeing on a ladies shoe

A blue whale extraordinarily big, silently swimming

A metamorphosis when a cute creepy caterpillar turns into a great big, blue and black butterfly.

I want to paint Poem By Sam

I want to paint

By Sam

 

I want to paint…

I want to paint,

The bright sunlight steaming down.

The distance between the sun and the moon.

The sound of an excited dog after catching a ball.

A shark biting its prey like there’s no tomorrow.

A thriving forest with luscious, mint green leaves.

 

I want to paint,

The thought of a ladybird flying gracefully.

The distance between maths and home time.

The smell of a roasting chicken on an open fire.

The taste of chocolate after a long day.

 

I want to paint,

A recreation of a jungle safari.

The memories of watching cartoons.

The excitement a roller-coaster creates.

The thought of summer, as fun as can be.

The impossiblility of perfection

I want to paint the end of this poem

I want to paint… by Sam

I want to paint 

the shine of silver bouncing the suns rich rays into the clouds , a yelling yak sprinting through the frantic fungi of the forest, scarlet red pepperoni greatly greasing in between my fingers, pyramids dancing in the big, bad blistering sun. I want to paint the bright sun like a bouncy ball on a summers day, a yellow wasp like a bumblebee buzzing to pollen, a fridge as cold as Antarctica in the winter, a wheel like a shiny sun in the summer time.

 

I want to paint

the taste of a greasy, cheesy pizza melting in your mouth. I want to paint the smell of cookies freshly cooked out of the oven. I want to paint the sound of a dog barking ferociously at a robber. I want to paint the memory of my first words blabbering out of my mouth. I want to paint the impossibility of robots taking over the world. I want to paint the distance between school and home as the clock ticks. 

 

I want to paint the end of this poem 

I want to paint

I want to paint the smell of red roses which are as red as rubies,

I want to paint the smell of marshmallows in a hot chocolate river,

I want to paint the taste of giant marshmallows that will be melting in my mouth,

I want to paint the memory of my old caravan going 60mph on the M1 Northbound.

 

I want to paint- by Sam

I Want To Paint …

I want to paint…

I want to paint the efficiency of a tsunami, wreaking havoc in the beaches of the Carribean sea. The sound of the Amazon river, tangling a jet black jaguar in the currents, trying to rob it from the shore. And the smell of the waves, crashing onto the beaches of Cornwall. I want to feel the sound of a vicious volcano, as hot as the sun,bellowing as lava spilled to its brim.

I want to feel…

I want to feel the speed of an elegant eagle,soaring as fast as a meteor through the summer sky, above the snow-capped mountains of the himalayas. I want to taste the twinkle of a silent star, as it shimmers as bright as a light bulb,with the rest of them, creating a glittering sea of stars in the dark and dangerous night sky.

I want to taste…

I want to taste the speed of a brazilian boa, slithering superby through the moist, humid undergrowth. The taste of the life cycle of a beautiful butterfly, fluttering lightly through the brilliant breeze. The temperature of neptune, as cold as 7 Ice cubes, as cold as -60 degrees c.

By sam. R

I want to paint

I Want to paint 

 

A  blue Lamborghini revving its engine and then going to win the race for kids that are homeless, I want to paint a movie that is my best one in the world.

 

I want to pant all my friends and me under the blue sky that is sunny .

 

I want to paint my silent Tesla under the sunny sky .

I want to paint

I Want To Paint

 

I want to paint a wave of insomnia crashing down on me in the eerie, silent night,

I want to paint a Great Dane, it’s head held high, in hope for a bowl of fantastic food,

A pretty Pangolin scurrying around like a tumbleweed searching around for Termite mounds all day,

I want to paint a table, laden with delicious delicacies, a chair which has been sat on for hours, the middle looks like it has been sucked into a black hole,

I want to paint a Koenigsegg Jesko starting-up and listening to the roar of it’s twin turbo V8 ready to race,

I want to paint Stonehenge like a gigantic, jagged set of teeth.

I want to paint the end of this poem.

The dragon hunter

Wanted urgently a  dragon whisperer

 

Are you currently seeking employment ? Do you have the expertises and what it takes to be a dragon whisperer? Do you want to be richer than royalty and earn your wait in pretty gems? If so, look no further.

 

We are desperately searching for the most exquisitely trained dragon whisperer to rid our village of these beasts so we can live peacefully without fear of a dragon attack. Imagine if you could be as powerful and promised for me meany years! Furthermore breakfast of your choice for everyday and 16 billion gold and a mansion the size of 25 acres. If you complete this task you will be in the local newspaper for 50 years.

This job will go soon so apply quick and live your new life. 😎😎😎

Are you Brave?

Are you brave?

Do you want to make money?

If you do this is a job for you.

What is the job you ask? The job is …hunt the dragons that are obliterating our lovely valley and destroying the amazing fields.

 

What you need to do is hunt the dragon pack or chase them away!

Why do you need to do this? Well, the devilish disastrous dreadful dragons have made life hell for our monks and our farmers. 50% of our monks have died – they have been ripped apart by the dragons as they try to scare them away. Our farmers have lost 80% of their revenue because of dragon attacks; a local farmer (who does not wish to be named) said, “If this continues for another month – I will have to sell the farm and my family has worked on this land for generations. 1 in every 10 fields has been attacked so badly that they are derelict and unusable.” Several of the local businessmen told us “Our businesses are failing as no one now wants to move here and go out and about because of the dragon pack.”

When we spoke to the mayor, he told us, “This might be the worst thing ever to happen to our area. The price of bread has skyrocketed to 10 times more than it was last October before the dragon pack arrived.”

If you complete this task you will get an amazing lifetime reward of one sack of gold coins each week for the rest of your life. You will be on the front page of ‘Dragon Magazine’ (the top magazine for Dragon Hunters) and get a free lifetime subscription. You will also get a big shiny medal from all the people presented by the Mayor. This will be displayed in your cottage – built to your design in the area of your choice.

If you are interested please report to our monastery and ask to speak to the Mayor (who is hiding their and praying for help).

You will be supplied with a top of the range bow and sword as well as being allocated two trained bodyguards.

Are you Brave?

Are you brave?

Do you want to make money?

If you do this is a job for you.

What is the job you ask? The job is …hunt the dragons that are obliterating our lovely valley and destroying the amazing fields.

 

What you need to do is hunt the dragon pack or chase them away!

Why do you need to do this? Well, the devilish disastrous dreadful dragons have made life hell for our monks and our farmers. 50% of our monks have died – they have been ripped apart by the dragons as they try to scare them away. Our farmers have lost 80% of their revenue because of dragon attacks; a local farmer (who does not wish to be named) said, “If this continues for another month – I will have to sell the farm and my family has worked on this land for generations. 1 in every 10 fields has been attacked so badly that they are derelict and unusable.” Several of the local businessmen told us “Our businesses are failing as no one now wants to move here and go out and about because of the dragon pack.”

When we spoke to the mayor, he told us, “This might be the worst thing ever to happen to our area. The price of bread has skyrocketed to 10 times more than it was last October before the dragon pack arrived.”

If you complete this task you will get an amazing lifetime reward of one sack of gold coins each week for the rest of your life. You will be on the front page of ‘Dragon Magazine’ (the top magazine for Dragon Hunters) and get a free lifetime subscription. You will also get a big shiny medal from all the people presented by the Mayor. This will be displayed in your cottage – built to your design in the area of your choice.

If you are interested please report to our monastery and ask to speak to the Mayor (who is hiding their and praying for help).

You will be supplied with a top of the range bow and sword as well as being allocated two trained bodyguards.