Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Tall Poem

A little boy is my dog.
he sleeps like a log.
he has a big mouth,
and eats like a hog
In his excitement
his tail is whip times 10
when he sees food
his eyes start to spin...

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Alliteration and Songs

 Better be a better boy before you bother betting that you'll bring her back home again.

Try to treat her like you treat a tender lady.

Go and get her gifts of goodies, gold and flowers. Guess you've got to give it all.