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on February 1, 2011 at 8:19:00 am
 

 

RULES for VIP (Very Important Poets) pages:

Danny's reading response blog  

1) Only registered users are currently allowed to contribute to the VIPpoetry site.

2) You are only allowed to edit your own poetry!  Yes, even if they have errors.  If you want to help them out, tell them personally a change you suggest, but do not change their poems! Positive comments are welcomed!

3) No vulgar/inappropriate poetry or comments allowed.

5)  Make sure your poem is an original.  Do not take someone else's poem!

6) No last names.

7) Get permission from classmates before using their names in your poems.

8) Make sure graphics and pictures you use are copyright free.  Try using the AEA clipart site or another free clipart database.  You cannot just take a picture from somebody's website without their permission!

10) Have fun! 

 

Title and Picture (if wanted) 

 Poem and Author

Piplup 

 

Piplup

Is great at saying

Piplup, he likes to

Lay

Under

Prinplup's bed. 

 

By:Lisa 

 

 
Drawing a Yak  

Drawing a Yak!

 

If you start to lack,

On anything, oh no a painful whack!

You hide behind a crate,

Or behind a gate.

You carefully look out and, the start to unpack,

Because your fully under attack!

You decide to hide behind a crate,

Sitting soldier straight.

All of a sudden, what the yak!

The yak is a threat, and part of the attack!

When you unpacked your skates, you skate,

Make sure you go straight!

Because when you draw a yak,

Don’t let it be on the attack.

By: Lisa

 

     Leopard                       

I am a leopard asgolden as a sunset just rising over the hill

I love to prance

I smell the grass beneath my paws

I can hunt viciously

I can leap over turtles in my path

I am a leopard

By bree

 

  
   

 

 

  
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   

 

 

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