Morn Star the Supernatural person

            WHEN THERE WAS TROUBLE IN THE CITY OF New York, the people would call out to one person, Morn Star. Morn Star was always a special baby. When Morn Star was about 2 years old, his parents discovered that Morn Star was strong. He could bust through walls and punch holes in the ground to make the ground shake. Also his hands were like boulders because he they have no feeling and his hands can crush through pretty much anything.  By the time Morn Star was 6 years old he discovered that he couldn’t grow anymore. That was the tallest that Morn Star was going to be.

            By the time he was about 8 years old he learned that he wasn’t afraid of anything. He wasn’t afraid of avalanches or volcanoes. By the time he was 12 years old, Morn Star had the loudest voice that anybody could have. By the time he was 15, Morn star had learned that he was the fastest man in the world. He was so fast that he could race around the world in five seconds. And by the time Morn Star was 18 he figured out that he had no feeling. He knew had no feeling because one day he was using his speed to get to school and he was going to fast and he ran into a wall and didn’t feel anything. He thought it was amazing.

            On Morn Stars birthday the worst that could ever happen on a birthday, happened. There was an evil villain destroying New York City. So Morn Star got to it. When Morn Star got there he realized it was resident evil and he thought that he had destroyed resident evil one time so he couldn’t think of who would replace resident evil. The last time Morn Star faced Resident evil, he was like the terminator because resident evil can only be killed in a certain spot and Morn Star knows were that spot is. And the streets looked like the never ending massacre because there were so many explosions, bullets, blood, and most of the blood was the zombies.

            Morn Star went over closer to Morn Star and before he was 20ft away from resident evil he was surrounded by millions of zombie minions. So Morn Star sliced heads, and used his boulder hands to make a path through the zombies and then used his speed to clear the zombies that were left. So now it was just Morn Star and Resident evil standing eye to eye. When they started fighting Morn Stars legs grew 80ft into the air and then he used his towering legs to crush resident evil. After Morn Star crushed resident evil, Morn Stars legs shrunk down to normal size. Then Morn Star went over to see who replaced resident evil and he saw that it was his BROTHER.

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