My birthday is on 24th of March. And I would celebrate it from dawn to dusk. I would throw a party for my friend, A party that would never end!   I would cut my birthday cake, And play games with my friends. I will smear the cake on their faces, And later […]

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During a play, Somebody spoke the wrong line. I tried to tell her That that very line was mine.   I tried to whisper And make a sound. I was so sure That she would hear me.   She looked sideways And then turned back. “Huh! What was that?” She said into the mic.   […]

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I am writing a poem now, About a white cow. It has brown spots; Lovely ones its got! It’s munching on the green grass, Its bell is made of shining brass! Cows are lovely animals, They are, very innocent mammals!

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Food, delicious, crispy and crunchy! Yummy! Can I please have some mummy? Okay, but only a little bit, Otherwise you won’t be fit! Oh, I’m sorry to hear that, But I understand it is not good to be fat. I’m glad you do, son, In anger, I don’t know what I would have done. Your […]

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I was in bed, Reading a book which was red. Have a sweet dream, And tomorrow you can have some cream!   I slept soundly, Dreaming of lots of cream around me! I woke up, And took some cream in a cup.   I had lots of it, Don’t eat too much, or you won’t […]

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As I was jogging in the park, I heard a dog bark. I turned around frightfully, Only to see Mr. Terry’s dog-Billy!   Come back Billy, come back! Or I’ll give you a slap! Said Mr. Terry, Eating a red cherry!   The cherry was a ripe and tasty one, But on the cherry tree […]

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Tring –a –ring,                                   I hear the telephone ring, I pick up the call, “I’m calling you to a birthday party in Marina hall!” Says the person at the other end. “With your daughter, some time I’ll spend, Thank […]

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I am all set, To put the mosquito net. So that the insects and bees don’t come, To buzz around and break my eardrum.  Sleeping peacefully in this net, That is something I can bet. The next morning I wake up, And hot milk I drink in a cup. I have my breakfast, And of […]

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I sit by the window, And stare at the snow. It is very cold, But winter would come, I was told. I want the sunshine back, The sunshine is what this weather does lack. I don’t like the snow, This is what the weather doesn’t know. Because of this weather, I always have to wear […]

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