A lonely starfish sits on the tar up above the from car,
he played golf and got and got a par
she likes to eat jam out of a jar
he saw a sheep and he gave a Barr,
is grandma came and had a cigar,
I had a drink at the bar
then looked up at the star,
my cousin is blah blah blah
Paige i really liked your poem. it was very interesting. Maritha
ReplyDeleteHi Paige, i love your poem! But next time you should use your full stops in your next great poem or story.
ReplyDeleteFrom Lily Bilbrough
nice poem next time make sure it makes sense
ReplyDeleteby joe