Philadelphia, July 4, 1777
by Jessica
Thirteen ships a-sailing
Among the waters so blue
Thirteen cannons shot out
As many people who had shed
Red blood for our country
Watched the crew
Thirteen American flags fluttered
On white sails as our nation grew
Hooray! All thirteen states are free!
And so are you and me!
What Would I Do?
by Nathaniel
What would I do if my crabs grew three times their size every day?
What would I do if my crabs started spitting up clay?
What would I do if my crabs killed each other in a duel?
What would I do if my crabs tore up my sheets while I was at school?
What would I do if they fell down the loo?
What would I do? What would I do?
2 comments:
Dear Jessica and Nathaniel, What a joy it's been to read your poems each day. Today each of you did something interesting: you wrote list poems. Notice how each of your poems lists different things and then turns at the end, a "list with a twist!" Nathaniel - check on the right hand sidebar of my blog for the contest at PETS ADD LIFE. It ends Monday, I think, but you could easily send your favorite crab poem. Thank you for today's offerings! A.
Thanks for suggesting Pets Add Life, Amy. Unfortunately Nathaniel is in sixth grade this year, so he's just too old for it. Jessica, on the other hand, has a fish. She's going to give it a try.
-Michael
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