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Foxes
Looking around,
Hiding, sliding, slipping
The silky red fox, runs past you
Sneaky
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In the forest lays
Little baby red foxes
and a little squirrel
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Her name is Cami
She is always there
I don’t see her much
I wish to see her more.
She is my best friend
I have know her for 11 years
I am 13 now
She is 12
I will never forget her
She will never forget me
I see her once a week now
We go to youth group together
We used to see each other
Once every two or three months.
I am happy my wish came true
I see her so much more than before
I am happy I get to see her tons now
She is my best friend.
I wish I was more like her
More free willed and fun
More excited and relaxing
Just like her.
I want to be her twin.
I know she will never leave
My side when I need her
And she know when she needs
Me I will be there
She knows that when one of us
Needs the other that we need to
Be there
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Tazer
Demon Puppy
Running, jumping, eating
Brainless shoe eating dumb puppy
Silly
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Monkey
Little, Silly
Swinging, playing, sleeping
Different from other monkeys
Friends
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My little white fluff ball
I think all the kittens will grow
Soft and sweet
up to be healthy and strong the
Small and calm
way they should be when they
She is as sweet as candy
should be. I think they will love.
She plays all day and sleeps all night.
Anyone who will love them.
They are small but strong.
I know they will have great lives ahead of them
She loves to have fun
Her small blue eyes glowing, tiger with his new owner
Ash and Cotton with us.
I love cotton just as much as the others.
She love her siblings
She is small and loud
I love her lots
She weaves between the gates
And runs after her brothers tail
I wish she was more quick.
I still love her with all my heart
Like I love ask and tiger her brothers
They are all sweet and they are like little rabbits.
I hope they grow up to be big and strong
My little angles they may seem now but
What about when they are older?
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My sweet bird Makkie
Is a blue and gold macaw
She is large and beautiful
With soft fluffy feathers
She has a black beak
Which she tears things with
She chases people’s toes
And rides the dog
She does not like flying
She is more comfy on
Someone shoulder
It can hurt.
But it is worth it.
She is calm and tiresome.
But sweet and calm.
She can be mean,
Mainly to others
She does not know.
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The soft white snow falls
Neatly to the soft green grass,
Landing it knows, rest.
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I had a friend named Emily
She had to move and hurt me
Now everything in my life in dimly lit
I wish she never left, now I can’t see
Her family was there so she left
Emily was a dear person to me
Who left in one quick fluid deft
I hope she will one day help me see
I am sad she left but she had to go.
I just wish everything would light
I just hope soon she will leave to
Come home to do what’s right
If I never met her I might be more happy
If she had left later I would be more sad
Maybe if I never met her I wouldn’t be sappy
Since she left I got more time with my dad
I really miss her and I wish she would come
Home where she belongs, I understand why
If her mom could’ve got her needs from home
They would not have left I think if they
Had a choice, but they did not
They had to move her mother had cancer
She had to go and I wish I got
My ring back, I hope she returns with Melissa
I hope one day she will return and that she will
Never leave again because when she left it really hurt
Me and I want to her to come back and pay back her bill
To me and never leave me again and meet people named Burt
When and if she ever returns I will promise her to always be
Her friend no matter what happens, and I hope she will always
Know that no matter how hard it becomes she will always see
Who I am, When she returns I will walk with her in hallways
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Three little Bunnies,
Sleeping merrily in plain
Of pretty flowers
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