Tuesday, 7 December 2010

Playing with words!


I am a pencil
yellow as an autumn leave
  I write
I draw
I can make a master piece
 I can solve your math things
I am a pencil


I once knew a girl who was odd as could be
She liked eating worms and some bees
And pencils and scissors and apple pies
And she didn't like pizza or burgers


If hope could be a coulor
It would be green
As huge as a tree

If hope could be a taste
It would be juice

If hope could be a smell
It would be of a homemade pie

If hope could be a sound
It would be a guitar

If hope could be a feeling
It would be love

If hope could be an animal
It would be you!
                                            Santiago S.

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