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The polar bear by LeonB

The bear chills.

The polar bear has his mouth clammed shut.

And his shield is his cubs, as he pulls to get away.

The bear’s nose smells the beautiful fish awaiting to be eaten.

The cubs smile as the wind flows.

The bear is as white as the snow, the bear is camouflage.

The bear’s eyes are like a dash being used in punctuation.

 

The Polar Bear By Alexis

The Polar Bear is resting quietly, waiting for prey.

Its eyes are like black ink.

Its  teeth are like fake nails being worn.

Its fur is like jumping into a pool of flour.

Its nose is like  a deep well.

Its nose hair is like moldy pizza.

Its tongue is as like flat as a bin bag.

Its  ears are like toffee sweets , brown and sweet.

The Polar Bear By Jemma

The polar bear sleeps quietly while the cubs play like dogs.

Its nose is like a piece of coal.

Its eyes are like a bat’s eye.

The ears are like circles.

Its tongue is as black as a crow.

The teeth are as sharp as swords.

The cute polar bears by Ruslana

The mummy polar bears eyes are as closed as a door.

The babies are cuddling close to their mum like she is a big teddy bear. Its mouth is silently shut.

Its teeth is as spiky as needles.

The polar bear is silently laying in the white ,cold snow.

The babies are on guard, looking around their snowy world.

The polar bear is as white as snow.

The eyes are as black as their nose.

The polar bears are panicking hiding in  the snow.

The polar bears have white , thick fur and heavy weight.

The polar bears are  on big guard.

The polar bears have white thick fur and a heavy weight.

The polar bears are camouflaged in the white, deep snow.

The polar bears are masterminds.

The Bike!

The bike resting against the old,oak tree.

The bike retired from cycling.

The handle bars bending like fresh bananas.

Wheels curled like circles.

The leather on the seat peeling off the sponge like the skin off a banana!

 

You Are… by Samuel

You are a  hen sitting on its white eggs.

You are a Ferrari revving to go down town.

You are  a juicy peach on a soft bed.

You are a busy buzzy bee collecting nectar.

You are a busy double decker bus going ten MPH on a bright bridge.

You are a shiny diamond about to be mined.

You are a adventure film in a different world.

You are as bright as a lightning strike.

You are as powerful as an all-knowing, powerful god.

You are… by May

You are a sopping September day,

With your cold heart

And no light to warm it up.

 

You are a loving memory,

Of all the fun I had when I was young

With my best friends then there was only one

 

You are in marvelous Melbourne,

Waiting for it to become cold

Whilst we come to collect you.

 

You are the sun’s ray,

Beaming down on me

Making my life better again

 

You are a Persian cat,

Rubbing  around my legs

Giving me lots of love.

 

You are the best-sounding singing

Surprising person I have ever met

Living like a cow grazing in a field.

 

You are a bubbling balloon,

Flying up and coming down

As quickly as a mouse  being chased by a black cat.

 

You are a crashing car,

Speeding through traffic

As angry as a bull at the sight of a human.

 

You are the tender taste,

Of the whistling wind

Drying out my mouth.