Archive for April 20th, 2007
The young angled tree
is growing on the hill.
The leaves from the buds
will fall in autumn time.
When the winter comes
all the tree is white,
but in the spring
everything is growing up
In the summer time
every leaf is green.
By Bartosz
April 20th, 2007
it is dragonlious and as soft as a softy
opened up wide and were hedghogs bid
its as scalled as a crocodile
and as tangelled as an whale
and as confussing as a wagging tail
April 20th, 2007
It sits wonky in the graveyard.
It’s as hard as lard.
Also it’s lumpy and bumpy
Some day, I’m sure it will come to life
I just don’t know when!
But by then the animals will still be safe, I hope.
Also the big Ash tree is scaled
but has never failed in it’s tasks of being
the big Ash tree.
April 20th, 2007
THERE WAS A TREE. IT HAD AN EYE. ALONG CAME AN OCTOPUS WITH A PITCH FORK AND POCKED THE TREE IN THE EYE. THE TREE PUT A PLASTER ON HIS EYE. IT FELL OF A DAY LATER AND THERE WAS A SCAR ON HIS EYE. THE TREE WAS VERY SAD. A BIRD CAME ALONG TO SAY DO YOU LIKE MY FOOT. THE TREE LIKED THE BIRDS FOOT AND FELT BETTER. THE TREE STILL HAS HIS SCAR TODAY.
BY ASHLAY, RUAIRI AND HANNAH
April 20th, 2007
My friend is purple,
shes a nice spring evening,
shes a theme park,
she is a big bright sun,
and shes a leather sofa,
shes a dramatic tv show of eastenders,
and shes a spicypizza!
April 20th, 2007
There was a tree and it had an eye so along came an octopus with a pitch fork and poked the tree in the eye the tree put a plaster on his eye it fell of a day later and there was a scar on his eye the tree was very sad and a bird came along and said”do you like my foot” the tree liked his footand the tree felt better but the tree still has his scar today
by ruairi
April 20th, 2007
The ony sad tree, facing the sun,
doing what he says.
His branches are bent,
like a sad man.
He wants to be like the others,
happy and enjoying.
No choie,but to listen to the sun,
being very lonely.
No one ever knows why he’s always sad,
but maybe now we know why.
The only sad tree who obeys the sun.
By Ain
April 20th, 2007
The little tree turns to the left.
All the branches twist.
The rope goes around the branch, and the branch covers up the rope.
The flower starts to come up and the tree starts to recover.
by Nicholas p7
April 20th, 2007
Its big chunky branches spread all over the tree,
Its green and brown skin
covered with squared and rectgularbark
Its twigs are thin and thick,
Always looking out for something to pick.
The dark, chunky and tall tree ,
stood in the graveyard
With the robin twittering to keep him company.By Nurul
April 20th, 2007
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