CIRQUE DU FREAK:

My Freak is called metal boy.

He eats metal and electronic games.

He is as tall as a Tiger standing up.

He is as strong as a Tree.

He is 7 feet tall.

He weighs 900KG

By Michael McClean

It was Monday, my Mum woke me up at the normal time (7am.) I was half asleep and was eating my toast when my dog, who was called Charlie, barked at the postman like normal.My Mum said,
"have you done your maths homeowrk for tomorrow?"
"Nearly forgot about that, I'll do it later" I replied. As I finished the last of my toast, Charlie gave me an evil look in the eye.
"Come on Michael your going to be late for school" my Mum shouted,
"coming" I shouted back and left charlie and his breakfast.When I got into school, I realised I left my shoes for p.e. I was going to have to do it in my school shoes.

After p.e i walked into maths with wet school shoes on, and we got our tests back, it was exciting to find out wht you got in the test. I thought I had done well but as normal, when I think I have done well I've done bad, and when I think I've done bad I've done well, it's weired. Because I thought I had done good, guess what? I done bad.

It was break and we was on the feild playing football when I thought I lost something, so I walked over to my blaser, pick it up checked my pockets, oh no, no it couldn't have happened I had it half an hour ago. I had lost a ten pound note.
"Could this day get any worse" I said to myself, but the thing I didn't realised that it could get worse. 5....4....3....2....1....RING. Theres the bell everyone ran outside to get out of the school gates thank god school was over. I looked around and all my mates had gone this ment I had to walk home from school by myself. All was good untill I said something. I said
"It's not all bad" and that was when the hevans opened. The rain was pouring down everyone was getting lifts and pour me had to walk in it. Once i got in, I dried myself of and started to do my homework. I was in luck, we had 1 peice of paper left and just about enough ink to print it off. My Mum wasn't in so i could watch the tv and do my homework. Once I'd finished it the rain stopped and Charlie was hungry I put my homework on the flour and gave charlie his dinner and when up stairs to get changed .When I came down stairs I could here paper being ripped to peices, I ran into the kitchen and there was charlie and his dinner with my homework ripped to peices.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" I cried




My dog ate my homework




By Michael McClean

My Dog Ate My Homework

My dog ate my homework. That mischievous pup got hold of my homework and gobbled it up. My dog ate my homework. It's gonna be late. I guess that the teacher will just have to wait. My dog ate my homework. He swallowed it whole. I shouldn't have mixed it with food in his bowl. --Kenn Nesbitt I like this poem because it is very funny and i like it!

There is a wild boar in these woods,
Dellum down, dellum down,
There is a wild boar in these woods,
He'll eat your meat and suck your blood.
Dellum down, dellum down.

Bangrum drew his wooden knife
Dellum down, dellum down,
And swore he'd take the wild boar's life.
Dellum down, dellum down.

The wild boar came in such a flash,
Dellum down, dellum down,
He broke his way through oak and ash.
Dellum down, dellum down.

I like this poem because a boar wouldn't suck your blood and you can realy imange it.

THE GRAVE OF SHELLEY

by: Oscar Wilde

IKE burnt-out torches by a sick man's bed

Gaunt cypress-trees stand round the sun-bleached stone;

Here doth the little night-owl make her throne,

And the slight lizard show his jewelled head.

And, where the chaliced poppies flame to red,

In the still chamber of yon pyramid

Surely some Old-World Sphinx lurks darkly hid,

Grim warder of this pleasaunce of the dead.

Ah! sweet indeed to rest within the womb

Of Earth, great mother of eternal sleep,

But sweeter far for thee a restless tomb

In the blue cavern of an echoing deep,

Or where the tall ships founder in the gloom

Against the rocks of some wave-shattered steep.

I like this poem because it is sad, it says And, where the chaliced poppies flame to red.

after summer's rain
God's promise is remembered
glorious rainbow.


I like this poem beacuse it is like a quick story of a little part of the day

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school

School can be fun
School can be boring
school can bring friends
school can bring enemies
school can bring rules
But u can break them
school brings bullies
school bring work
School brings cheating
School you learn new thing
School you try you best
School you never give up
School have teacher you might like and hate
school where you meet new people

Wake at six o’clock
Get to school late
Get detention
No homework done
TEST, EXAM, TEST, EXAM


I like this poem because it tells you wat school is

"I'm In Love With Mud"

I'm in love with mud, It's sad, I know, but true. I just can't help but splash in it, Or stomp a path right through. It's sticky and it's dirty, And it covers all my clothes. But when I see it lying there, A voice inside me grows... ...You can't resist, you know I'm right, It's fun to play in mud! Look at it just sitting there, I really think you should! I splatter in the grimy gloop, I can't resist the ooze! I run, I jump, I stamp about, It drips into my shoes! I like this poem because it is a funny delightful poem

A Feint On The Front

To the Supreme Commander In Chief:

The enemy has exposed himself on our right flank.
I believe this to be a ruse. Everything is too obvious,
even the '999' ploy. I do suggest that we heighten our awareness however. I still expect the assault to come from the left, as we have always believed it would. Just the mere fact of him deploying such a manuever lends me to believe the time is very close.

Your humble servant always

I like this poem because it tells you what happened at that time!

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.

- Sheelagh Lennon -

I like this poem because it gets to your heart.

Shark

A shark is a pet
That you don't want to get.
There is nothing less fun than a shark.
He doesn't have fur
He won't cuddle or purr,
And he never takes walks in parks.

Instead he just stares
And intensely prepares,
As he circles and waits in the dark,
To nibble your nose
And your fingers and toes
For his bite is much worse than his bark

Ken Nesbitt


I like it because funny and i like it

hi im michael and this is my english blog i will be showing you loads of poems.