Fireworks
Bang!! Goes the fireworks going up the sky,
People are hoping that it won’t blow up in their face.
Parents shout “ Don’t come near!”,
Kids usually cannot hear.
Flickering flames dance in sight,
With Rockets blasting of in the night.
POP and WIZZ the fireworks go,
When Children go near parents shout “No!”
The fireworks are so loud,
As they whoosh into the clouds.
The bonfire creates lots of smoke,
Which sometimes make you choke.
Kia ora. I am Lance from St Mary’s School.
ReplyDeleteI really liked the way you described the poem.
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Maybe you could fix up the spaces you put in the sentences.
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Lance
Kia ora. I am Sreesha from St Mary’s School.
ReplyDeleteThis shined because your poem rymed.
You chose great words that made it ryme.
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Sreesha