Author: danielav

Ice cream!
Some like ice cream, some don’t,
But I know I LOVE ice cream!
The sweet taste,
the coldness that freezes your brain.
There’s so many toppings you can get!
M&M’s, sprinkles, chocolate chips
You can even create a unicorn ice cream!
Ice cream is really cold.
If you stick your finger in it,
You might not even feel your finger when you get it out.

I love ice cream!
Especially with chocolate syrup on it.
Every ice cream is special in lots of ways!
My favorite ice cream is vanilla with chocolate syrup
and rainbow sprinkles.
Ice cream looks like a fluffy cloud but then you touch it,
it’s not how you expected,
it’s kind of hard,
really cold and makes everything numb,
but it’s really good.

I love ice cream!
It’s like you’re in a heaven of ice cream.
No ice cream is bad you just don’t like it,
but i’m sure other people will like it.
Most ice creams have a cherry some people like cherries some don’t. I don’t like cherries.

There are many ice cream cones i’ll tell you some examples,
There are chocolate cones,sprinkle cones,and many more I like the chocolate cones.
I wonder how many people like ice cream.
WARNING:DO NOT eat too much ice cream.(trust me.)

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Boone Elementary

4th

Early January.
There is nothing
quite as blue
as the sky today.
No clouds
to push the sun,
behind them.
This day
is a bright day,
a cold day.

Spring is still aspiring,
to push Winter away.
Not quite ready
to go
is Winter
still fighting to stay.

No rain,
at all.
Not one droplet
has fallen.
Even the stars
seem to be walking
in place.

On this early January day.

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Gorzycki

6th

Though you may run,
you may pace.
Sometimes in photos you fall on your face.
Even when it’s in the middle of a chase.

You can go 75 miles per hour.
I bet with that speed you could knock down a tower.
You catch a guinea fowl every hour.
No wonder you trip and get mad at power.

Wherever you go no matter the time,
You never ever hear a clock chime
That’s because there are no clocks on the savanna,
And no, when asleep cheetahs don’t say hana hana.

You see a chance bolting your way!
You respond with a simple “No” and leave it to stay.
The chance walks off with a quiet “Okay”
Off to ask someone else more brave.

You feel pain deep in your bones and you just want to run away.
But then you see another chance coming your way.
And this time you say, “Yes!”
You did it! It’s true!
You took the chance
Which made you feel brave.

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Boone Elementary

4th

Rain or shine, I’ll be there
Love or hate, I’ll be there
I will be there, I’ll be there

Mad or sad, I’ll be there
Worried or brave, I’ll be there
I will be there, I’ll be there

Hot or cold, I’ll be there
Opened or closed, I’ll be there
I will be there, I’ll be there

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Boone Elementary

4th

Love sounds like happiness in the air.
Love smells like sweet perfume in the city.
Love feels like my red fluffy shirt .
Love looks like one hundred blooms on a rose bush.
Love tastes like an ice cream sundae with a cherry on top.

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Boone Elementary

4th

My dog was walking down the the grass when a sudden chicken scraped her back. She ran away like the frightened mouse on the back of your house.

My dog went back and had the chicken on the ground like the ferocious beast she is in the night. Blood on my shirt everywhere if you mess with this beast you can’t go to sleep.

In the shadows in the night it looks like she is going to bite you for life. She ate the chicken said it was nice and hopes you have a good rest of your night.

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Boone Elementary

4th

My crazy cat loves to sleep
But most of all she loves to eat
She’s very calm and lazy at first
Until at night she likes to bite

She scratches all our furniture
She meows so loud it’s like a giant roar.
And then she goes to scratch the door
Then she meows even more.

Then there’s cat hair everywhere
Some over here and some over there
But we still love her and that’s a fact
Because she’s my one and only crazy cat.

When the sky is as blue as a blueberry,
As blue as the water,
It is the color of joy and peace.
But when it is grey,
It is the color of death and disappointment.

What does it mean when the sky is orange?
What does it mean when the sky is purple?
The color of the sky can always mean a bunch of things.

That is the joy of peacefulness
and the disappointment in the color sky.

When the wind blows, it comes to you and me.
When the wind touches me, it feels like a cool breeze on my skin.
The wind makes things move like a tornado and a hurricane, too.
The wind blows, and the whole world breaths it in like you and me.

The wind is dust and air, but it is still the air.
And when trees dance as the wind blows, it is the best gift on a hot sunny day.

It is the the cool breeze with everything we love put together to make the wind blow, blow, blow.
The wind might make a path like a stream or a river, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is
the wind blows to you and me.

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Boone Elementary

4th