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the greatest day

You are a damp dancer in a night concert.

You are January, the first of them all.

You are a penguin living in the arctic.

You are the corner in an abandoned house.

You are the distance between your two eyes.

You are an amazing apple with a hole crumbling through it.

You are great.

 

What am I?

You are a red rose as red as a strawberry.

You are a pink pig bathing in the messy mud.

You are a taste of cheesy chetos dancing on my toung.

You are a stinky bin waiting to be used.

You are a tree as green as brustle sprouts.

You are a bed waiting to made.

You are icey ice cream ready to licked.

 

What am I?

You are sharp as a blade getting ur pine apple choped up fast as a speeding tiger

You are cold as a ice dripping down the tunnels getting frozed as fast as as a speeding car

you are shiny as a glittering star as a beatiful dimand waiting to be bought by a person who likes it

you are rain falling down the sky waiting for the people to get wet and ready to get the coats for the cold rain

you are a lemon waiting to get jucie out to put in a shiny beatiful roast dinner turkey

you are a fluffy as a sheep waiting for someone to give u a big large hug as a blanket bye a child hugging it

What are you ?

You are a pug tugging on a rope

You are a giant over trenching London

You are  a  bowling ball over running the track

You are a racing car striking the finish line

You are a Turtle as scorching as a bonfire

You are the blind mice searching for the mouse hole

You are Cinderella as frantic for the ball

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You are a smelly troll that is as smelly as a bog.

You are a dog as soft as velvet.

You are  a rabbit as greedy as can be.

You are a dentist as evil as a murderer.

You are a dinosaur dancing through the air.

You are a cat prowling in the dark.

You are a house standing there not moving a muscle.

You yes you sanding there you are the end of the world.

 

 

 

 

My Friend the Wind.

You are the wispering  breeze on a calm, sunny day,

You are the roaring  gale on a cold stormy day,

You are the muggy movement in the air on a hot, misty day,

You are the bitter gust on a frosty, glacial day,

You are the powerfull cyclone on the glaring, chilly day.

You are the icy storm in the dark, gloomy night,

You are the soft breeze in the dim, starless night,

You are the frosty blow in the starry, moonlit night,

You are the fresh draft in the mild, cosy night,

You are the chilly current in the cool, bleak night.

You are the stillness at sunset when the world falls asleep.

My Friend the Wind.

You are the wispering  breeze on a calm, sunny day,

You are the roaring  gale on a cold stormy day,

You are the muggy movement in the air on a hot, misty day,

You are the bitter gust on a frosty, glacial day,

You are the powerfull cyclone on the glaring, chilly day.

You are the icy storm in the dark, gloomy night,

You are the soft breeze in the dim, starless night,

You are the frosty blow in the starry, moonlit night,

You are the fresh draft in the mild, cosy night,

You are the chilly current in the cool, bleak night.

You are the stillness at sunset when the world falls asleep.

Sharp.

Sharp.

.You are a piece of glass but sharp as a knife, cutting through peoples dreams.

.You are a daisy flowing elegantly  through the warm summers breeze.

.You are winter, freezing peoples minds to wash away the thoughts 

.You are a can of beans waiting impatiently to be bought.

.You are a work of art people will clear the room for you

.You are a pair of  shoes as shiny as the sun, and brand  new.

.You are a tree with branches that whip around you

.You are a sheriff with your old breaking lasso

You are at the end

 

The Christmas wonderland poem

You are the winter breeze,

you add an icy chill to the air.

you are an Christmas acrobat,

make people laugh, make people stare.

you are a tiny glass figure,

your slender, delicate arms so slender.

you are a crystal ball,

you always remember.

you are a soaring eagle,

you swoop down to catch your prey.

you are a tired dog,

the fireplace is where you lay.

you are a snowy winter morning,

People wish the weather would never turn back.

you are a jolly Santa Claus,

your presents ready in your sack.

your are the winter weather,

we hope you stay forever.

 

Midnight Moon

Every night, I would see the moon in the midnight and its beautiful as always.It was not to bright and it was not to dark it was just right . As it shone into my room but I didn’t care if it would not let me go to sleep I just watched it and watched till dawn as I  finally drifted back to sleep .