Tuesday 7 September 2010

MotorBike

There's a motorbike on its way to Panmure
As it travels there it drives over manure
Its from the North Shore
Owned by a person I adore.
The motorbike is stunning
Its handle is the colour of the river
Which smells like chicken liver.
I stopped for chopsuey
It was so very, very chewy
Then I saw my old friend Tui.

By Felicity Mei

7 comments:

  1. WOW!!! awesome Poem Mei can't wait for another keep up the great work.
    Keziah

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  2. Clever rhyming Felicity. Your poem was fun to read!

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  3. Hey Mei Ilike your poem, you have used some good Vocabulary there.
    Keep up the good work.

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  4. Go Mei Go. You have the coolest poem ever in history about motorbikes!!! I love you and your writing

    From Justin Bieber

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  5. awesome poem mei you are a inspiring writer.

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  6. Hey great poem, love poems about motorbikes :D

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  7. WOW Mei i want to see more....

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