BioPoems

GaldimApril 8, 2008

My Ship

My boat is bigger than most

It stands tall with its mast

Able to cross any sea

No matter how vast

It travels a mile a minute

Made out of log

Don’t say I didn’t warn ya

That it smells like wet dog

I love how it sails

It’s such a blunder

Floating so high, over the sky

Oh no, it just went under

How could it flip over

The waves crashed like gusts

Commanded by Neptune

This voyage was a bust

So I got out of the tub

And took my toy ship

Asked my mom for soda

She said, don’t give me lip

NathanielApril 9, 2008

Vegetables

I had to eat my vegetables

They tasted worse than bark

I wish I could eat them

So I could go to the park

My dad really enjoys them

I still don’t know why

To him they taste marvelous

One million times better than pie

My brothers really loathe them

But they eat them fast as light

I still don’t know how they do it

I can’t even take one bite

I’ll try to eat my vegetables

But it’ll take one thousand years

But I hope it will be shorter

Or I might burst into tears

I decided to eat them all

And they’re not as bad as I thought

They’re actually pretty good

I wish there were a lot

As we continue to explore forms of poetry, we found creating Hyperbole poems to be an exciting way to review this type of figurative language, showing great exaggeration. We created our 20 line poems following a distinctive rhyming pattern, demonstrated clear understanding of hyperbole, and added our own creativity and humor.

Pennsylvania Academic Standards aligning with this writing project:

1.1.5 Learning to Read Independently

1.2.5 Reading Critically in All Content Areas

1.3.5 Reading, Analyzing and Interpreting Literature

1.4.5 Types of Writing

1.5.5 Quality of Writing

3.7.5 Technological Devices

ShaneApril 8, 2008

Hard Work

I was in the classroom

Sitting in my chair

Doing some hard work

It made me lose my hair

I had to go to the bathroom

And flew out the door

I was going so fast

I fell on the floor

I came back to the classroom

But then I had to cough

When I was doing the hard work

My head blew off

I was doing my work

I didn’t know what to do

Something popped in my head

It was a clue

Then I knew

What to do

Write a story

About what I’ve been through

Matthew Z.April 9, 2008

Mrs. Dingman

Mrs. Dingman is my 5th grade teacher

She’s really nice but she nags us about 1,000,000 times a day

She teaches us everything but too much

So I just feel like putting something in my ears like hay

When we have tests she nags so much

I feel like jumping through the roof

So I can go home but I can’t get it out of my head

So sometimes at school I just want to go poof

But sometimes I don’t want to poof

I just feel like running 1,000 mph to Florida to swim

So I can go home to PA really happy

But I forgot to play catch with my grandpa I hope I didn’t frustrate him

But since I’m back at school with Mrs. Dingman

I can get used to the nag but it helps really good

But I called my friend to be a cloak for me

My friend put a sweatshirt on and Mrs. Dingman said take off that hood

My friend got caught he wasn’t happy

I hope he is not mad at me

He went to the principal… he got detention

The principal didn’t see him… he asked the secretary where is he

StephanieApril 8, 2008

My Big Feet

My big feet are so big

I wear the size of a clown

While all of my family members

wear a few sizes down

I tried to wear my brother’s shoes

I took them out of the room

I tried them on

And my foot went Kaboom!

My foot got stuck

I did not know what to do

So I went to the office

And got out my dad’s kazoo

The kazoo tried with all its might

It blew and blew

I felt it slipping

And it flew

The shoe landed

My foot was throbbing

Dad came downstairs

As soon as he saw me his head started bobbing

Laura April 9, 2008

Maine

Two summers ago I went to Maine

We took a plane we took a train we took a car

To go millions of miles away

And we finally got that far

My Nana and Pop-Pop went with me

And I met my favorite singer

She was loads of fun

And her house smelt like ginger

We stayed at a motel

The beds were a quadrillion times soft

And the rooms were so pretty and nice

Also every time I went to sleep I heard a cat meowing in the loft

I was in the bathroom brushing my hair when I heard some birds singing a song

And some moose

And a quacking duck

Also a couple of a billion times loud goose

My grandparents and I went to restaurant

And we all ate haddock fish

My Pop-Pop and I had tarter fries

And going to Maine was one of those dream come true wish

FaithApril 8, 2008

My Brother’s Revenge

I had to stay home with my brother

That did not end so well

I was so annoyed that I felt my patience explode

My head was starting to swell

I finally calmed down

But not for long

I tried to relax

But then I turned into King Kong

I got really mad at my brother

Then I was on fire

When my mother got home I tried to tell her what he did

And he called me a liar

Later that day didn’t get any better

My brother was a revenge seeker

He was a mad man

He burned everything in my closet except for one sneaker

He was finally almost done with his rage

The last thing he did made him giddy with joy

He put spoiled milk in my cereal

He laughed so hard he tripped over my sister’s toy

KristiApril 9, 2008

My Messy Room

My room was a complete disaster

I couldn’t even find the floor

My bed… pshhh forget it

You had to be able to fly to get out the door

My clothes hamper was overflowing

My closet was erupting

My desk was barely still visible

I swear to God my room was surely corrupting

My shoes were scattered

My nail polish box… don’t ask

My magazines… gone

I was afraid I would soon have to buy my bedroom a mask

My dresser was exploding

I had enough glasses of water to fill a million foot-long pools

My drawers were all open

Gosh I couldn’t even find my homework that was due yesterday at school

So I started to clean

And I cleaned some more

Oh how I cleaned SO much

And then finally I saw my beautiful floor