A world of poems

By

Dylan Williams

By Dylan Williams

My friend wrote a poem,

And a very cute poem indeed,

It’s about books, and how u get hooked,

On very good books that you need,

So now I’m sitting here, trying to think of what to write,

But nothing is coming, and I’m thinking of nothing, trying to think what to write.

My boots are all fuzzy

My boots are my friends,

They are tan-ish white boots

With little white fuzzies on the ends.

Danaka was the one that gave them to me,

And now she and Harley,

Call me Sasquatch Lady.

My favorite word is “blub”

I say it all the time,

But when I try to make more words

They always tend to rhyme

I like to make up words,

You can make a little name,

With random words you just made up,

It’s really like a game.

Mr. Cottle read a book to us,

Its called Interstellar Pig.

It’s a game were you try and get the piggy,

Before you have a grave to dig.

The piggy is like a tape recorder,

Remembering everything that’s said.

But when you go and lose the piggy,

You might as well be dead.

The creatures that play are from outer space,

There are spiders and swordfish and more,

Run before they’re on your case.

My favorite book is called Fairest

Its really, really good.

You should really read,

I’m serious, you should

It’s about this girl,

She is very fat and ugly

But then she finds a mirror

And it makes her very pretty.

Or so she thinks.

Then she meets a prince,

He is very cute and handsome,

And she meets a queen,

Who has tantrums.

The queen forces her to sing,

To make the king feel better,

But instead of him getting better,

It didn’t do a thing.