Favorite poems of Second GradePresentation Transcript
Favorite Poemsas Wordle Clouds NFS Second Grade April, 2011
LexiBeavers In the Bathroom There are beavers in the bathroom swimming circles in the tub where the beavers have decided To convene their swimming club. In their little beaver Speedos and their beaver bathing caps, they've been splashing rather happily while practicing their laps.
They've been studying the butterfly, the backstroke and the crawl, and it's obvious they like it and they're having quite a ball.
For we hear them all the time but we don't see them anymore, ever since they built a beaver dam behind the bathroom door. --Kenn Nesbitt
CristinaNo Difference Small as a peanut Big as a giant, We're all the same size When we turn off the light. Red black or orange, Yellow or white We all look the same When we turn off the light. So maybe the way To make everything right Is for God to just reach out And turn off the light! -Shel Silverstein
Hurry Grandma hurry, Grandma look at me, I'm right side up, I'm upside down, I'm swinging from a tree. I'm jumping like a squirrel, I think that I can fly_ Grandma please don't worry, Grandma please don't cry. Hurry Grandma hurry, see what I can do, I'm roller-skating backwards across the avenue, Here's a lucious little bug, I think I'll take a bite-- Grandma stop your screaming, everythings all right. Hurry Grandma hurry. Grandma watch me please, I'm climbing up a ladder, I'm dangling from my knees, I found this giant spider that was stuck in gobs of paint, Grandma take a closer look-- whatever made you faint? -Jack Prelutsky DanielleHurry Grandma, Hurry
EllaAlmost Lunch Time by Helen H. Moore
I could eat a great big bunch of chips and salsa for my lunch and top it off with fruity punch, and then some more chips, crunch, crunch, crunch.
Juliadear fish by takayonoda
sky is red houses are red flowers are red you are red I am red
everything is red in the sunset
it is magic
I wish you a magical swim
SophiaHomework Machine By Shel Silverstein The Homework Machine , oh the Homework Machine, Most perfect contraption that’s ever been seen. Just put in your homework, then drop in a dime, Snap on the switch, and in ten seconds time, You homework comes out, quick and clean as can be. Here is is – “nine plus four?” and the answer is “three”. Three? Oh me… I guess it’s not as perfect As I thought it would be.
HaydenEarly Bird Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early bird
And catch the worm for your breakfast plate.
If you’re a bird, be an early bird—
But if you’re a worm, sleep late. -Shel Silverstein
LaurenThe Weirdest Tree Bee
Once there was a tree bee Instead of gathering honey He gathered grass As he passed through the fields. When the tree bee was tired He fell asleep in the air With some flying pears. 0He loved to play bee flee. When he was in a need for speed, He flew ninety miles per hour. The tree bee had purple hair when he wanted to Wear himself out The tree bee ate leaves He didn’t want to work in A community.
LeliaOur Family Comes From ‘Round the World
Our family comes From ‘round the world: Our hair is straight Our hair is curled Our eyes are brown Our eyes are blue Our skins are different Colors, too Tra la tra la Tra la tra lee We’re one big happy family! We’re girls and boys, We’re big and small, We’re young and old, We’re short and tall. We’re everything That we can be And still we are a family.
O la dee da O la deedee We’re one big happy family! We laugh and cry, We work and play We help each other Every day The world’s a lovely Place to be Because we are A family. Hurray hurrah Hurrah hurree we’re one big happy family!
Mary Ann Hoberman
LuciaStopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
NehaWe're Out Of Paint, So... By Shel Silverstein Let’s paint a picture with our food.For red we’ll squeeze these cherries.For purple let’s splash grape juice on.For blue we’ll use blueberries.For black just use some licorice.For brown pour on some gravy.For yellow you can dip your brushIn the egg yolk you just gave me.We’ll sign our names in applesauceAnd title it “Our Luncheon,”And hang it up for everyoneTo stop…and see…and munch on.
TaylorPuppy’s Prayer Now I lay me down to sleep, The king-size bed is soft and deep.. I sleep right in the center groove My human being can hardly move! I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight And here is where I pass the night No one disturbs me or dares intrude Till morning comes and "I want food!" I sneak up slowly to begin my nibbles on my human's chin. She wakes up quickly, I have sharp teeth- I'm a puppy, don't you see? For the morning's here and it's time to play I always seem to get my way. So thank you Lord for giving me This human person that I see. The one who hugs and holds me tight And shares her bed with me at night!
AnsleyIckleMe, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too, Went for a ride in a flying shoe, "Hooray!" "What fun!" "It's time we flew!" Said Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.
Ickle was captain, Pickle was crew, And Tickle served coffee and mulligan stew As higher And higher And higher they flew, Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too, Over the sun and beyond the blue. " Hold on!" "Stay in!" "I hope we do!" Cried Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too Never returned to the world they knew, And nobody knows what's happened to Dear Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too. -ShelSilverstein
KristenOn a Silent Night On a Silent night when friends are few I close my eyes and think of you A Silent night A Silent tear A Silent wish that you were here.
SophieEGGS RATED These eggAre excellent.I’m not exaggerating.You can tell by my eggspressionThey’re eggceptional--Eggstra fluffy,Eggstremely tasty,Cooked eggsactly rightBy an eggspertWith lots of eggsperience.Now I’ll eggsamine the bill….Ooh--much more eggspensiveThan I expected.I gotta get out of here.Where’s the eggxit? -Shel Silverstein
JuilanAnimals Monkeys are black Giraffes are yellow. Bunnies are white. There are a lot of Animals all around. Some are striped. Some are cute. Some are not cute. There are different kinds of animals. Some are fluffy Some are not fluffy. Some are soft, And some are not soft. There are all different kinds Of animals Around the world.
AudreyThe Mall I do not like the mall Because it makes me fall, Although I saw an elephant, I still don’t like the mall.
JakeAn Extraterrestrial Alien An extraterrestrial alien I never expected to meet is bouncing about in my bedroom on half of its forty-four feet. It made its appearance this morning, when, plummeting out of the sky without a protective enclosure, it landed, undamaged, nearby. It didn't resemble a rocket, it certainly wasn't a bird, yet no one but me seemed to notice that anything odd had occurred. I couldn't contain my excitement and raced there uncommonly fast. "Delighted to see you!" it blurbled, then laughed as I panted, aghast. That extraterrestrial alien displayed unmistakable charm, it bowed at the waist, then embraced me with half of its forty-four arms. It danced with apparent abandon, I stared in unblinking surprise, enthralled by the twenty-two twinkles in half of its forty-four eyes. "I'm glad that you like m~!" it gurgled. "You wish to be friends, I presume?" "I do!" I replied, and decided to hide it inside of my room. That extraterrestrial alien I never expected to find, Informs me it's coming to dinner I hope that my parents don't mind.
by Jack Prelutsky
YasminBackward Bill Backward Bill, Backward Bill, He lives way up on Backward Hill, Which is really a hole in the sandy ground But that's a hill turned upside down).
Backward Bill's got a backward shack With a big front porch that's built out back. You walk through the window and look out the door And the cellar is up on the very top floor.
Backward Bill he rides like the wind Don't know where he's going but sees where he's been. His spurs they go "neigh" and his horse it goes "clang," And his six-gun goes "gnab," it never goes "bang."
Backward Bill's got a backward pup, They eat their supper when the sun comes up, And he's got a wife named Backward Lil, "She's my own true hate," says Backward Bill.
Backward Bill wears his hat on his toes And puts on his underwear over his clothes. And come every payday he pays his boss, And rides off a-smilin' a-carryin' his hoss.
AnthonyYak Yickity-yackity, yickity-yak, The yak has a scirffily, scraffily back, Some yaks are brown yaks and some yaks are black, Yickity-yackity, yickity-yak.
Sniggildy-snaggildy, sniggildy-snag, The yak is all covered with shiggildy-shag; He walks with a ziggildy-zaggildy-zag, Sniggildy-snaggildy, sniggildy-snag.
The Spider and the Fly Will you walk into my parlor?" said the Spider to the Fly, 'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy; The way into my parlor is up a winding stair, And I've a many curious things to show when you are there." Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again." "I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high; Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly. "There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin, And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!" Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said, They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!" Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, " Dear friend what can I do, To prove the warm affection I 've always felt for you? I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice; I'm sure you're very welcome -- will you please to take a slice?" "Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "kind Sir, that cannot be, I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!" "Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise, How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes! I've a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf, If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself." "I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you 're pleased to say, And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day." The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den, For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again: So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly, And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly. Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing, "Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing; Your robes are green and purple -- there's a crest upon your head; Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!" Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by; With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue -- Thinking only of her crested head -- poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den, Within his little parlor -- but she ne'er came out again! And now dear little children, who may this story read, To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed: Unto an evil counselor, close heart and ear and eye, And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly. by Mary Howitt
BodeROCK 'N' ROLL BAND If we were a rock 'n' roll band, We'd travel all over the land. We'd play and we'd sing and wear spangly things. If we were a rock 'n' roll band.
If we were a rock 'n' roll band, And we were up there on the stand, The people would here us and love us and cheer us. Hurray for that rock 'n' roll band.
If we were a rock 'n' roll band, Then we'd have a million fans. We'd giggle and laugh and sign autographs, If we were a rock 'n' roll band.
If we were a rock 'n' roll band. The people would all kiss our hands. We'd be millionaires and have extra long hair, If we were a rock 'n' roll band.
But we ain't no rock 'n' roll band, We're just seven kids in the sand. With homemade guitars and pails and jars And drums of potato chip cans.
Just seven kids in the sand. Talk'nand waven' our hands. And dreamin' and thinkin' oh wouldn't it be grand, If we were a rock 'n' roll band.
KaiMy brother came from Mars My brother came from Mars, He lives among the stars. His sister is an alien, His eye is a safety pin. His antenna glow His nose will blow His grandpa lives on Pluto. Once in bed He had no head, And his toes are glowing red. When he would wake, He’d make an earthquake. My brother came from Mars.
ZoeThe Hard Way I've got a rabbit's footand a four leaf clover.A lucky pennyand a troll named Dover.I've crossed my fingers,I've wished on stars.And for extra safe measures,I've wished on Mars.I've avoided all laddersand black cats as well.Even went to a witchfor a fifty cent spell.Now I'm armed and I'm readyto do my best.Next time I'll just studyfor my history test. - Arden Davidson
I have to study on a Titanic test. You know The one that goes roar… “Oh No!” I flunked it again.