**** Day is the very best day of the week,
at least, if fun is what you seek.
It's the day where camels come out to play,
so let's all give a cheer for **** day!

But there is one evil that lurks within.
It smells alot worse than a trash bin.
It is a day where everything is gray,
it is called Over the **** Day!

Wendsday, ah Wendsday, the nick name of humps,
you make us not feel not at all in the lumps.
But Thursday, the nick of the core of all evil'll,
destroy you and claw you and eat you yes he will.

So let's all give a cheer for **** Day, why not,
even if it's on the day that we hate alot!
**** Day is great, and that's just so true,
so join the fun on **** Day, if I can do it, so can you!

Ok, you can laugh, 'cause this might seem absurd,
it's weird and very crazy, yes, weird is what you heard,
I like to think they bring tons, and handfulls full of luck,
'cause I much want to collect every type of rubber duck!

From the original to the modern type,
from monster ducks to ducks that skype,
from ducks that are theives and like to rob,
to angel ducks that do their job.

There's so many to collect and buy,
to say I have them all would be a lie,
I'll tell you when I get six more,
but for now my number is ninety four!

Rubber ducks are cool and rubber ducks are great,
rubber ducks I appreciate!
To say my last line, I will not stall,
but to describe this poem, I have to say LOL!

Blue looks like a nice cool pool on a hot summer day.
Blue tastes like a sour blueberry in my mouth.
Blue feels like nice cold rain on my whole body.
Blue sounds like an ocean wave crashing against the shore.
Blue smells like a blue rasberry slushy at a fair.

Laughing, Smiling
Caring, Loving, Fun
Always there for you
Buddies

Hello Poetry Is a great place,
it's creator has no disgrace.
In it I have no fear,
to about me let other people hear.

About it a have a hunch,
even while I eat my lunch,
that it will make a huge hit,
like a dynamite candle that was lit.

A very light green
Lots of different colors
In Fall it will fall

It's the feeling you get when...
you get blamed for doing something you didn't do.
innocent animals get killed by careless people.
you get pushed past your limits.
you get poked at nonstop
a friend gets bullied.

Rain is so fresh, cold and cool,
it's like a falling swimming pool.
I love it's look, round and blue,
it does what no other weather can do.

It's peace full and calm,
like a nice and sweet song,
the sound of it's great,
rain I appreciate.

Why is rain here? Why was it made to be?
Why does it sound so peace full to me?
Why is it cold? Or sometimes warm?
Why is it light, or called a storm?

I don't know about you, but I love rain a lot.
Rain is so nice, rain I will have sought.
And if I like rain so much, so say it I may,
that I would have it rain, all night and day.

When I'm depressed, they're always there.
When I'm happy, they join me like they don't care.
When I'm angry, they give me my space.
When I'm scared, my dog will lick my face

I have my Sister, my dog, my dad and my mom.
They love me and keep me calm.
'Cause all you need is food, water, and love,
and then your set, your not down, but above.