My Poems
Anger
Anger
Crimson red
I hate her
Wants to play
Annoying as a mosquito
Sisters never let me do my homework
Annoyed
Joy
Joy
Bright yellow
The best moment
Like standing on clouds
I am about to go to bed
Happy
Friends
Friends respect you and make you feel
Royal at special times.
Important for everyone who lives in the
East, West, North and South.
Never feels poor but always feel spoilt.
Don’t break it. It’s very
Special.
My Dream Job
I love teaching kids.
I love my primary school.
Would be my dream job.
The Girl
There once was a Quakers Hill girl.
Whose English teacher was Mrs. Earl.
She loved Tumblr,
Had a big number.
Would love to write about pearls.
The Jaffri’s
Has four, helpful people,
Mum cooks,
Dad’s rules.
Mum also cleans.
They come from Pakistan,
Curry every day.
Celebrate Ramadan
And fast every day.
The Jaffri’s
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