Twas the night with you

                                                             TWAS’ THE NIGHT WITH YOU

Green Green

Blue Blue

Twas the night with you

Purple purple

Red Red

What beauty on your head?

Santa Santa

Claus Claus

With his beard as white as snow

UP Up

And Away

HO Ho Ho

My heritage poem enjoy

Every afternoon on Christmas Eve,

My family gives gifts of Santa,

Then Christmas day is the aggervasion,

And the happiness of children,

All the toys from the elves,

And the children that dress up like them,

Every mourning is celebration of family,

And every afternoon is more family celebration,

 The presents are ripped open,

The stocking are cleaned out,

The lottery tickets are scratched,

And the kids have smiles on their faces

This is my nonsense poem

In a chewy poopy wonderland,

Where elves play and the green giant eats,

On a little zingy blue band,

With a spiky gray fork,

And on the end is a hairy York,

With a roll of yarn and,

And a special calling for people,

It is a feast for the seaqual

The clear water under the boat

The scaly fish jumping on the boat,

Wet wood dripping on the water,

Cannons firing inside the poopdeck,

Cannonballs hitting the lookout

Almost reaching shore a few miles away,

Finally shore thought we died,

On to shore now we got to survive land.

This is my this is me poem

The clear water under the boat

The scaly fish jumping on the boat,

Wet wood dripping on the water,

Cannons firing inside the poop deck,

Cannonballs hitting the lookout

Almost reaching shore a few miles away,

Finally shore thought we died,

On to shore now we got to survive land.

My arms are made of the bright red sun,

My legs are made of the clear blue sky,

My eyes are like the crystal of light,

Almost like my fingertips shining bright,

My chest is like the steel cars frame,

Oh don’t worry that’s not very lame,

My life is made of singing songs,

And sharing a game of ping pong

This is my interesting poem

There is no paper like money

There are no stars like the sun

There is no sweenter like honey

There are no preachers like nuns

Everybody knows what the best thing of all is

It could be something as round as a ball

If you find that something of all

You will be gifted with the best gift of the ball.

This is my love that dog poem enjoy

Miley

Cute and cuddly

Fun, playful, and Sheddy

Yellow lab, Female, Fat, Eats a lot,

Loveable, scary, happy,

Fierce, bone lover

Miley

This is my Grandparents poem Enjoy

Grandparents

I love my grandparent for spoiling me

And their love for me

With there great love

 that is why I live this day

This my try at a thanksgiving silly poem

Paper Paper oh so white

Your very helpful on Thanksgiving night

Without paper or pencil

We would be writing with strange utensils

This is my try at a Thanksgiving poem

Thanksgiving by: Kade Meineka

Thanksgiving is the day of family and friends

And the feast that started in 1621

When the pilgrims and Indians started a holiday

That has been going on from now to then

Whatever the pilgrims and Indians did that day

Has been spreading from town to town everyday

We are thankful for Thanksgiving and the people that started this thankful holiday.

Winter months

Summer, spring, fall, and winter

Summer and winter combine to make Swinter
Summer and springs are really hot

Fall and winter are really cold

This year is going to be really bold

Go out and play with a boring mole

The Terrifying Terror but Beware

5 years ago Chuck and Freddie roamed the streets. Everybody never left their house. They just sit in there beds listening to the violence that Chuck made every night. Well that was the past now his is beautiful Sunny dale, California, one of the most beautiful states in all of America. “I’m Ron Billings's with Fox 4 news at 6:00”.”We’ve got breaking news; there has been a mysterious kidnapping”.” Craig Dalton of Northwest Sunny dale was walking down the street, when he saw this figure get sucked into the ground in the Dawn of the Dead Graveyard!”. “He went down to investigate when he felt this vibrating feeling coming from the ground.” He claims that after the vibrating feeling he heard this mysterious crunching noise”. “He had also found an eyeball the size of a golf ball”. Craig Morgan of Northeast Sunny dale says it could be Chuck and Freddie working together.

            My FBI team has been trying to figure out this terrifying figures coming out at night and kidnapping all the children. Everybody that has been kidnapped is dead because this is Chuck and Freddie working together trying to kidnappe and turn the world into a ghost town. We have known that they are dead because Freddie sucks all the blood out of the bodies and throws them out of the grave that they are hiding in looking for another victim.

            There is still no sign of Chuck so he is still hibernating, but there were a bunch of signs of Freddie. Dinosaur size bite marks, Blood drippings by the body and on the body. Freddie’s zombie army was killed. We have killed Freddie so with Chuck still in hibernation the world is safe again.

            Craig Morgan woke up one night and heard his mom screaming his name. He soon woke up and was relieved that it was only a dream. He had one dream about Chuck and that scared his pants off. He soon never had a problem with Chuck and Freddie until the next Halloween