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10 Poems With Pictures
1. Dear Summer
Dear Summer, you're always my favorite.
I really do like you a lot.
You come every year,
and I'm glad when you're here.
I don't even mind that you're hot.
Dear Summer, whenever you visit,
I love to go outside to play.
I get to wear shorts
and play summertime sports,
or sometimes do nothing all day.
I put on my goggles and swim suit,
and head for the beach or the park.
I go for a hike
or I ride on my bike,
and stay awake long after dark.
Dear Summer, I'm glad you could join us.
without you, it won't be the same.
I promise I know
that you do have to go,
but, still, it seems sort of a shame.
I'm sure that I'm going to miss you.
The school year is finally here.
I had so much fun
playing out in the sun.
I guess that I'll see you next year.
2. My Lunch
A candy bar.
A piece of cake.
A lollipop.
A chocolate shake.
A jelly donut.
Chocolate chips.
Some gummy worms
and licorice whips.
A candy cane.
A lemon drop.
Some bubblegum
and soda pop.
Vanilla wafers.
Cherry punch.
My mom slept in
while I made lunch.
3. A Valentine for Mom
I bought a box of chocolates
for my mother's valentine;
a giant, heart-shaped package
with a flowery design.
They had them at the market
and I got the biggest one.
I nearly couldn't pick it up.
It must have weighed a ton.
I had to use a shopping cart
to haul it from the store.
At home I almost couldn't
even fit it through the door.
I gave it to my mother
and you should have seen her eyes!
I clearly had impressed her
with my chocolate box's size.
That carton was gargantuan --
the largest I could find --
but not because I'm generous
and not because I'm kind.
I didn't buy the biggest one
to show how much I care.
I bought it just to guarantee
my mom would have to share.
4. Perfect
Today I managed something
that I've never done before.
I turned in this week's spelling quiz
and got a perfect score.
Although my score was perfect
it appears I'm not too bright.
I got a perfect zero;
not a single answer right.
5. I Don't Know What to Do Today
I don't know what to do today.
Perhaps I'll go outside and play,
or stay indoors and watch TV,
or take a bath, or climb a tree.
Or maybe I'll go ride my bike,
or pick my nose, or take a hike,
or jump a rope, or scratch my head,
or play a game, or stay in bed,
or dance a jig, or pet the cat,
or drink some milk, or buy a hat,
or sing a song, or read a book,
or change my socks, or learn to cook,
or dig a hole, or eat a pear,
or call my friends, or brush my hair,
or hold my breath, or have a race,
or stand around and slap my face.
I'm so confused, and bored, and blue,
to not know what I ought to do.
I guess that I should just ask you.
So, what do you think I should do?
6. Halloween is Nearly Here
Halloween is nearly here.
I've got my costume planned.
It's sure to be the most horrific
outfit in the land.
If you should see me coming
you may scream and hide your head.
My get-up will, I guarantee,
fill every heart with dread.
My costume may cause nightmares.
Yes, my mask may stop your heart.
You might just shriek and wet yourself,
then squeamishly depart.
And yet, I won't be dressing as
you might expect me to.
I will not be a vampire
or ghost that hollers "boo!"
I won't look like a werewolf
or a goblin or a ghoul,
or even like a slimy blob
of deadly, dripping drool.
I will not be a zombie
or some other horrid creature.
No, this year I'll be much, much worse...
I'm dressing as a teacher.
7. Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, mirror, by the sink,
tell me what you truly think.
Am I fat or am I thin?
Will I lose or should I win?
Am I short? Perhaps too tall?
Are my ears a bit too small?
Is my nose exactly right?
Do I have an overbite?
Am I weak or super strong?
Is my hair too short or long?
Am I smart or rather dumb?
Can you say what I'll become?
Am I nerdy? Am I cool?
Am I awful? Do I rule?
Am I great or do I stink?
Mirror, mirror by the sink.
8. My Mom's Spaghetti
My mom makes disgusting spaghetti
with horseradish sauce and sardines.
She tops it with pickles and mustard,
bananas and barbecued beans.
She serves it for supper on Sunday.
On Monday we have it for lunch.
It's breakfast on Tuesday and Wednesday.
By Thursday, you guessed it, it's brunch.
I don't like to hurt my mom's feelings.
I said that I loved it. (I lied.)
I always gave mine to our doggy.
And that's why our poor doggy died.
So next time you serve us spaghetti,
dear mother, don't make it like that.
Please serve it with red sauce and meatballs,
and that way it won't kill the cat.
9. I Raised My Hand in Class
I raised my hand in class this morning,
sitting in the back.
The teacher didn't see, I think.
Instead she called on Jack.
I stretched my hand up higher,
but she called on Zach and Zoe.
I started bouncing up and down,
but, still, she called on Chloe.
I waved my arms but, even so,
she didn't call on me.
She called on Bryan, Brooklyn, Billy,
Bailey, Ben, and Bree.
She called on Taylor, Tristan, Thomas,
Trinity, and Ty.
Then, finally, she called my name.
I breathed a heavy sigh.
She asked me for the answer.
I just frowned and clenched my knees,
and said, "I've no idea,
but could I use the bathroom, please?"
10. That Explains It!
I went to the doctor. He x-rayed my head.
He stared for a moment and here's what he said.
"It looks like you've got a banana in there,
an apple, an orange, a peach, and a pear.
I also see something that looks like a shoe,
a plate of spaghetti, some fake doggy doo,
an airplane, an arrow, a barrel, a chair,
a salmon, a camera, some old underwear,
a penny, a pickle, a pencil, a pen,
a hairy canary, a hammer, a hen,
a whistle, a thistle, a missile, a duck,
an icicle, bicycle, tricycle, truck.
With all of the junk that you have in your head
it's kind of amazing you got out of bed.
The good news, at least, is you shouldn't feel pain.
From what I can see here you don't have a brain."