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Great pace,
Pair of ace.
Like your song,
Ping pong?
Climb the oak,
Never smoke.
Ride the horse,
Find the sorce.
Live, laugh, love,
Turtle dove.
Draw a line,
Feeling fine.
Sip the Coke,
Do not choke.
Enjoy,
Ahoy!
Where are you?
Lost my shoe!
Find my coat,
Eat an oat.
Made a mark,
We're at the park.
C'mon believe,
Roll up your sleeve.
Get more juice,
Chase a goose.
Swim in the sea,
As fun as can be!
Race to the gate,
Oh no we're late!
Ice-cream,
Sun beam.
Across the tar,
To the car.
Bought a comb,
Back at home.
Copyright By Clara McAdam 2010
When the world is happy, it creates sunshine.
When the world is sad, it creates rain.
When the world is angry, it creates thunder.
When the world is lonely, it creates lots of clouds.
When the world is giving a warning, it creates ice.
When the world is scared, it creates wind.
When the world is calm, it creates snow.
When the world is sleeping, it creates darkness.
When the world is annoyed, it creates lightning.
And when the world is keeping a promise, it creates a rainbow.
Copyright by Clara McAdam 27th July 2010.
To the world you may be one,
But to one you may be the world.
Peace, Believe, Joy,
Live life the way you enjoy.
Love, Happiness, Fun,
Live a full happy fun and loving life.
When the world seems like it has turned against you,
Just remember people love you.
To the world you may be one,
But to one you may be the world.
Copyright Clara McAdam 26th July 2010
The green blade of grass dripped dry,
After the rain had stopped.
But one little raindrop didn't fall,
And hung on to the grass.
Along came a butterfly, thirsty as can be,
Who saw the little raindrop, hanging on tightly.
She took a little sip,
And flew into the sky,
Goodbye little butterfly.

Then, the little raindrop fell of the blade,
And sank down into the mud.
It sank deeper and deeper,
Into the depths of the unknown.
This poem is copyright. Clara McAdam 2010
It is my mothers birthday,
On Tuesday the 27th.
I wanna wish her a special birthday,
On this special day.
Happy Birthday Mother,
Have a lovely day.
I hope you are feeling better,
Than you were last night in bed.
I love you loads and don't you forget,
There is more of your birthday yet.
Copyright Clara McAdam 2010
Red. The colour of the love that beats in my heart.
Orange. The colour of the sun shining down on the earth.
Yellow. The colour of the primroses dancing in the wind.
Green. The colour of the evergreen swaying side to side.
Blue. The colour of the glorious skies up above one and all.
Indigo. The colour of the sky as it turns to night.
Violet. The colour of the violets that sprout from the ground.
This is a copyright poem. Clara McAdam 2010
I bond well,
With my brother Jack.
He makes me laugh,
My brother Jack.
We mess around,
Me and my brother Jack.
It's hard to explain,
My brother Jack
It's hard to complain,
About my brother Jack.
He is a gentle, caring brother,
Is my brother Jack.
He is sweeter than candy floss,
Is my brother Jack.
And is grumpy in the mornings,
Is my brother Jack.
But still a loving brother,
Is my brother Jack.
He ain't just a brother,
My brother Jack.
You are just like a friend,
My brother Jack.
Copyright. Clara McAdam 2010
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