Couplets

Park
By SP

My best friend goes with me to the park,
And I ride my bike to the park.

03.19.11

Math
By SP

I like math,
And it has a path.

03.19.11

Games
By SP

I play with my bike,
And it’s fun to ride.

03.19.11

The Woof Woof!
By AA

My dog said, “Woof!”
I said, “Woof, woof!”

03.18.11

Untitled 1
By CR

The mice
Eat rice.

03.18.11

Untitled 2
By CR

The cat
Has a hat.

03.18.11

Untitled 3
By CR

I like to eat
Meat.

03.18.11

Loud Song
By MB

I like to sing LOUD!
Until people say, “OW!!”

03.18.11

Untitled 1
By JP

I jumped into the pool
Because it is so cool.

03.18.11

Untitled 2
By JP

I hate Justin Bieber
Because he looks like a beaver.

03.18.11

Untitled 3
By JP

Me llamo Ponce
Y tengo once.

03.18.11

Untitled 4
By JP

I go to the right,
And I see the light.

03.18.11

I Don’t Know
By SJ

People call me Steven.
Sometimes they call me even.

03.18.11

My Couplet Poem of My Mom
By EH

My mom is singing,
So I ask, “What are you doing?”

03.18.11

Light Light
By DG

I see the light,
But not in the dark night.

03.18.11

Buy Some Things
By MM

I go buy some things,
But I don’t know what you think.

03.18.11

Roots Boots
By MC

Cris, look at your boots.
They are growing roots.

03.18.11

Copy My Dog
By EI

My dog said, “Boo!”
I said, “Awooo!”

03.18.11

Ice Screen
By JR

I watch TV on the screen.
I love, like ice cream.

03.18.11

Park is Dark
By JM

I go to the park,
And it is always dark.

03.18.11

Little Boo
By AS

Little Boo
Is growing roots.

03.18.11

Alex-is
By AS

They call me Alexis,
And I know what that is.

03.18.11

Untitled
By YC

Ana se ha ido y Cindy se ha perdido.
Las dos eran mis peluchitos, uno grandote y uno chiquito.

03.18.11

Words with “Y” at the End of the Word
By PM

Money, early, may, sky, fly.
They all end in “y”.

03.18.11

Untitled 1
By JS

I play with my brother,
And help with my mother.

03.18.11

Untitled 2
By JS

I like to chat,
But don’t like my cat.

03.18.11

Untitled 3
By JS

I like fractions,
But not movies with action.

03.18.11

Untitled
By AL

Play the guitar fine,
So we can rhyme.

03.18.11

Advertisement

Leave a comment

Filed under poetry

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s