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Best Poems Written by Kyle Hammer

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Naughty Worm

The forest is damp,
The early bird gets the worm,
If the worm shows up.

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Broken Love

Child in a stroller,
His mother young and joyful,
Yet dad has gone away.

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Survival

A bird flies, frightened,
The animals now know,
The hunter has lost.

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Lazy Raven

A lazy raven,
Walks across a fast paced road,
Why does he not fly?

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A Grizzly's Supper

A raging river,
The bear stands in deep water,
Looking for supper.

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The Wolf

Tense fearful silence,
Then the prey is running,
The wolf goes hungry.

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Awakening

The forest awakes,
Lively creatures celebrate,
Spring is here once more.

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I Need a New Recipe

Blueberries, bananas, and walnuts,
Five eggs, and a few cups of flour,
This dessert is easy to make,
It only takes about an hour.

A glob of butter and some sour cream,
Two cloves of garlic and mistletoe,
A handful of spinach and celery,
Four snails and a bucket of cookie dough.

The oven is heating up now,
It is up to six hundred and ten,
But I still need three spotted turtles,
And the toenails of a speckled wren.

Throw in some rice crispy treats,
And shiny blue fire crackers with a bang,
I am not sure this recipe is quite safe,
Even though it was written by Ms. Lange.

The oven is done, I shove the mess in,
Then I jumped, turned, and gave a great shout,
I had not put in the spicy Ketchup,
And all the tasty little skittles were out.

But I soon pulled my creation right out,
I smelled the air and my heart nearly sang,
But my family will not take a bite,
We'll just have to feed it to Ms. Lange!

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Blue Moon

A blue moon rises,
The cougar slips from his den,
Night has truly come.

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Phantom Waves

Far out in the sae,
Ripples become possessed,
And waves grab the sky.