Be Kind

Be kind

you won't go blind,

Be mean

I'll eat your spleen .
--Chugger-dude

The Hog The Dog and The Frog, pickles and rocks

Once there was a Hog

a Frog and a Dog,

Then the Dog ate the Hog,

and the Frog ate the random fly

which just happened to be flying

                                    past

THE END
(KANGAROO RAT)

I love pickles

And I love pie.

And I love pickles...

I, I, I.

(by Miss Butterfly)

I once had a friend named Rock

Who was a good friend of mine,

Now he's gone...

Because I left him at Buckskin Gulch.

(By Tulip)

from pig to pet

this pig
is big
this ball
is small
this shirt
is dirt...y.

this turtle
is fertile.
this snake
is steak.
this swan
is brawn...y.

this hat
is fat.
this kitty
is pretty.
this pet
is jet...black, that is.

Snow, Shepherd's Feeding Problem, Dead Frogs and the Rat's Poem.

Snow
by Hava (Miss Butterfly)

Snow, Snow,
I like Snow
I love Snow
On....everywhere.

The Shepherd's Feeding Problem
by Tulip

(original spelling and punctuation)
There was a sheperd and he had a son. the shepard had some sheep to.  and the shepard never told his son what they eat. and the shepard allways went to the store to buy eggs.  One day the shepard left into the next life  His son was now in charge but he didn't know what the sheep eat.  So he said to himselfe "they must eat eggs."  And he started trying to get the sheep to eat the eggs and egg shells but they did not but one night the shepards dad came in a car and said THey eat Gress!
THe enD

The Frog Patty
by Wapeaberry

There once was a frog who lived by a bog whose home was a log.  One day the frog hopped could in the road and a car came by now you could guess what happened. Well, I'll tell you what happened.  A Buzzerd came by and had a delicious froggie patty.  (Sorry, I was tired.)

Rat's Poem
by Kangaroo Rat

I know a Butterfly
Who loves to eat Pie
Then there was a Warthog
That ate the Butterfly.

Paul's Christmas Tragedy

Listen, my children, and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of 8 reindeer.
In the month of December (25)
A fat, old man gets in to drive.
In a sleigh all filled with boats and toys
(Enough for all the girls and boys)
This fat, old man-all dressed in red-
Sets a white cap on his head.
He picks up reins, and waves good-bye
To all his elves, and Miss Sweetie-pie.
Then he calls out his same old call
“Go Dasher, Go Dancer, get up with you all!
Prancer and Vixen don’t think of stopping.
Comet and Cupid! What are you dropping?!
Donner and Blitzen, keep going strong,
We’re gonna be flying all the night long.”
The deer all sigh as they pass the moon
The fat man and presents made burdens not boons.
Each one of them wanted their own Christmas present.
They thought that a carrot would surely be pleasant

That’s all they thought of at their 1st stop
In London, on one of those brick-red roof-tops.
They considered the orang-ness of carrots supreme
As they left 15 presents for the small Dutch Queen.
In Egypt they wondered how carrots would grow.
They also were baffled at the lack of snow.
As they doubled the Cape they ran into a storm.
But that was alright, that was the norm.
As Russians ran out to receive all their favors
The ung’lates thought only of delicious flavors
They thought of them all the way down to Nepal,
Where they nearly hit a big mountain called Saul.
The orange trees that grew all over Japan
Made the reindeer go dizzy, their heads really swam.

All over the ocean the reindeer were hungry.
All over the water their tummies were grumbly.
They thought that they were all going to die
From the hunger they felt as they passed through Lehi
At old Honduras, where they had ceased
They thought they‘d give up and just "Rest In Peace".
But no, they first must visit Brazil
Then over to Scotland for the last unfill.

They wearily flew back up to the North
They could barely keep their hooves moving forth.
But they finally made it, although thy had doubted
Into the fine house the fat, old man shouted,
“Hey, dear, we’re back! And, boy, what a ride!
I landed smack dab on each roof that I spied.
Each house that we went to had cookies galore!
I ate and unloaded, which was no great chore.
There was something funny, I must confess,
On each of the plates was some sort of orange mess.
Don’t know what it was, but I left it down there,
And whisked up the chimney with soot in my hair.”
The reindeer all heard this, and sighed a great sigh.

“Looks like grass again boys.” But then the deer died.

Pipalicious's Christmas Poem

I know that star
I know this air
I know that something is near

I know it's now
I knew it then
It is God's Son

"This Family of Ours" by Zoe Zephyr

There are so many things
About this family of ours
That make life so much
Fun by the hours!

Card and classes,
Food and toys
Are just a few
Of our many joys.

Visits with friends
Church memories
Times that make you
Cry on your knees.

Outside sports that
Make you sweat.
Water fights where
All get wet.

Cream puffs and paprikas csirke
Are delish!
Palacsintak, homemade bread and brownies
Are the dish!

Smiles and frowns
Laughs and tears
These are the color
Of all our years.