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Thursday, March 27, 2008

Collaborative Poem

A Thing the Size of a Playing Field?

Tommy told me about it mum,
Its larger than you or me.
He told me that it's scary mum
With teeth and horns, you'll see.

Its breath is super gross, he said
Like garbage from last week.
And a face so truly ugly that
It could make a lion squeak!

It's called a Super-Jerak mum,
With long and purple fur
Eight feet the size of houses mum
The biggest that ever were!

Don't worry if you see one mum,
I know what to do!
It's really scared of kittens see
So make a tiny mew.

Aren't you glad you have me here
Keeping you alive?
Now should you see a Jerak mum
You'll probably survive.


This poem is part of a collaborative book created by our class. We were each given one line of a poem and were asked to use this as a title to write a new poem. Our teacher will then take all of these poems and create a book from them. It should be interesting at the very least.

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