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    • My Family By, Me! (Ruksheen) Sisters are great, sisters are dandy, If you need a cover, they can come in handy. Sisters are sweet, and caring to you, As long as you love them and they love you too. Now on to mothers, as an author might say, They don’t steal your stuff (false!) or say “Go away!” They’re kind, and they’re caring, and they’ll help you at school, And my mom (fortunately) loves the swimming pool! My dad, now he’s something, but he likes having fun, He tries to come home early when his work day is done. He plays piano, he cooks, he’ll draw anytime, And now this poem is over, because I don’t have a rhyme. The End :)
    • Dance By, Me (Ruksheen) :) Dancers and twirling, leaping solid movements leaping grace and hardness hardness all types jazz tap, cultural, or cultural, or made-up as long as you dance Dancers and dance twirling, grace and we can do ballet and lyrical, do anything as long as you dance
    • A Poem for two voices By Ruksheen A poem for two voices, I read this, you read that, A poem for two voices We read this together, A poem for two voices You finish my sentence, I finish yours, and we finish together. A poem for two voices.
    • My First Ballet Recital By, Ruksheen I went to my first recital, the dressing room buzzed like a bee, I pulled up my new stockings, over my foot and my knee. I pulled on my new leotard, with the tutu sticking out, Then my mom put on my headdress, with ribbons twirling out. I kissed and hugged her hard, then she told me, “Break a leg!” I knew that meant good luck, so I went and joined my friend Meg. We got into position, with the lights out and a smile, Then the music started and we danced,, it was fun the whole while. After, I felt happy, knowing I did great, My family gave me flowers, and I hugged my brother Nate. Meg said bye and I did too, knowing I had fun here, I want to do ballet again, and the recital too next year!