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Ms. Cotter

My Cat.

My cat’s tail is as bright as the sun
And oh! how fast he can run.
He’s all big and hairy
And sometimes he’s scary
But that doesn’t matter "cos" he’s fun.
   By Jennifer Long.

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My Rabbit.

Arnie is my rabbit’s name
She likes to play the football game
Very fast she runs around
But doesn’t like to be found.
Each day we bring her in the house
She is much bigger than a mouse.
Her favourite food is cabbage
And she eats it like she is a savage.
She doesn’t like my Dad that much
But she loves my own special touch.
Even though she sleeps in a hutch
I still remember her very much.
    By Andrea O’Brien

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My Secret.

I have a little secret
That no one knows about
Because it would not be a secret
If word of it got out.
Its not a very big one
But neither is it small
Its just the kind of secret
That you could not tell to all.
I keep it in a special place
That no one else can see
And only I can open it
Because it doesn’t have a key.
So if you have a secret
And you can not keep it in
Open up and breathe it out
To drift off with the wind.
    By Niamh Goulding.

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Play Time

At play time there is lots to do
Like skipping dancing and Hop scotch too
Talking to my friends is fun
Chasing them will make them Run.
Rain or shine its all the same
We will play every game
The teacher comes to call us in
We flock together with a big grin.
    By Julann Turnbull.

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The Silly Boy.

John was a silly old man.
Who saw a big dog and then ran
He ran back to his house
And tripped over a mouse
And banged his head on a big pan.
    By Sharon Forde.

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Mrs. Russell

Bands

My favourite boy band is Five,
Because they really know how to jive,
B*Witched are my favourite girl band,
Because they are cool and from Ireland,
My favourite music is pop or dance,
Because they are the only ones
That has a chance,
Unlike Opera
With children my age,
If our parents turned it on
War would be waged.
    Karen Hallahan.

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Beware

A lion is a strong vicious animal,
So stay back and beware!
He could kill you with one swipe of a claw,
So stay back and beware!
Watch out he might bite your head off,
So stay back and beware!
If your lucky you‚ll leave the park,
So stay away and don‚t come back.
   by John Berry

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My Mystic

I had a kitty black and white
He used to sleep
With me at night
He would wake me up
To get a scratch
And on his eye
He had a little black patch
We‚d play together all
Day long
Never thinking something
Would go wrong
He was my friend
My pal to
The end
He was hit
By a car
I bet they drove
Away far
   by Meagan Benham

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What is a friend.

What is a friend
Someone to drive you round the bend
Someone to lie to you
Someone to make you cry?
Or someone to help you understand
Someone to talk to
Or someone to walk with
Someone I could call a friend.
   by Katie O Connor

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Mrs. Sloane

My Snowman Friend

I call him Mr.Frosty face!,
He brings us so much fun,
With his black coal eyes, and his carrot nose,
And a smile for everyone!,
If we play ring a rosy,
Then all our friends will join in!,
But, when the game is „statues,
He always knows he‚ll win!
When I talk, I know he‚ll listen
to every word I say,
I can shout , or knock his hat off ,
He‚ll never run away!
But , when the warm weather comes ,
Then Frosty Face must go ,
until next time that he comes
with winter's ice and snow.
    by Nadia Powell

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Shakespeare

Shakespeare was a poet,
An actor don‚t you know it ,
A dramatist or playwright ,
And from what my teacher tells me ,
He was alright.
He lived for 52 years ,
And had many good looking beards,
He was not very kind ,
But his wife did‚nt mind ,
Although he was mean ,
She married him at eighteen ,
And when he died ,
she cried because he was dead ,
until she found out that,
All he left her was ,
his second best bed.
by Eric Collins

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The Dream

In my garden there is a mole,
who dug an enormous hole,
Out I went and down I fell,
All the way to the red hot hell,
The devil I met, I let out a sream,
Then I woke it was all a dream.
    by Caroline Carroll

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My Dog

My dog is black,
My dog is not brown,
He likes the snow,
He does not frown,
His name is Murphy,
His eyes are brown,
He likes the cold,
He is not bold.
   by Christine Nagle

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Ms. McAteer

Families Alone And Lonely

My Mother works at home
Alone and lonely
My Father goes to work
Slaves all day at his desk
Without his family alone and lonely
I go to school work all day
When I go home I‚m alone and lonely
Sometimes I even come home to
An empty house
So most of the time
Families are alone, lonely
    by Alison Gray

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Flags

Flags represent countries
They come in different colours and designs
Each colour represents a word
Like peace or hope or maybe war
It brings a charachter to the country
As if its a person
So the next time you see a flag
Do not think of it as just a flag
Think of it as a description of a country
Or a nation
    by Colin Mc Donnell

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Feelings

People hurt your feelings.
They say its just a joke .
But you and I both know
They‚re not messing at all.
They slag you about stuff
That you believe is true.
They tell you „you‚re just dreaming
And they say that your not cool.
They say „hey look at your hair
Did you have a fight with a lawnmower. „
Yes people hurt your feelings.
They say its just a joke .
But you and I both know
That they‚re not messing at all.
   by Denise Shovlin

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ANIMAL POEM

I had a cat and a dog
They were fat
They lived in a bog
And that was that
I had a rat and a mouse
They were skinny
They lived in my house
And they root through my binny
    bySean Curley

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Mrs. Mc Cabe

IN THE DARK

1.
I lie in my bed alone one night,
When all of a sudden I got such a fright,
I reach out my hand to switch on the light,
When someone pulled it with all of their might.

2.
I screamed and shouted and tried to break free,
Why oh ! why do they want me,
I looked around and tried to see,
Who was roaring and laughing at me.

3.
I jumped out of bed and ran all around,
When suddenly I fell to the ground,
A great big arm lifted me up,
I felt in his hand a very warm cup.

4.
Here is your drink,
Then I blinked,
It was all a bad dream,
It was my dad,
or so it would seem.
   by Paul Ryan

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Famine

The people were saddened by the blight on their land,
No more they could handle,
No more they could eat,
Workhouses were open for the poor and the weak,
No more they could handle,
No more they could eat.
    by Celine May

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TV

In the coner of the room,
Is where it lives
Enjoyment to all
Is what it gives.
Mam likes Kenny
Dad likes news
Tadhg loves Buffy
And that their views.
I watch South Park
And the Teenage Witch
I love to see Dublin
When they‚re on the pitch.
We are couch patatoe
But we put up a fight
For the remote control
To see who is in charge for the night.
   by Ian Luby

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Spring Flowers

The darling, dancing daffodils,
Grow up on the magical hills,
Boldly bobbing their bonny heads,
Then closing up to their cosy beds.
The sweet little snowdrop is as white as soft snow,
And it pushes its petite little body to grow,
Bowing its bold little head to the ground,
Its swaying makes but a small gentle sound.
The tulip stands tall above the rest.
And thinks itself by far the best.
It‚s petals make a colourful crown
And proudly stands without looking down.
    by Jessica Doonan

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Mr. Ó Sé

Sisters

Why do sisters cry and shout?
And when they don't get their own way
they go into a corner and moan and pout.
And when they eat their dinner they get it
everywhere, and I have to clean it up and I don't
think it's fair.
They look so cute when they're asleep
snoring and snoozing and not a peep.
You go into gve them a goodnight kiss and
then you realise they're not asleep.
You give them a dodee, coax them to sleep.
And before you know it snoring and snoozing and
not a peep.

Peace at last SHHHHHHHHHHHH!

By Lorna Byrne

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I'D HATE A LITTLE BROTHER

1
I'D HATE A LITTLE BROTHER
YOU SEE,HE'LL ALWAYS FOLLOW ME AROUND
HE'LL TRY TO BE WITH ME EVERYWHERE I GO
I COULD'ND TAKETHAT TORTURE.

2
IF I GO TO THE BATHROOM HE'D BE BEHIND ME EVERY STEP OF THE WAY
I'D HAVE MY FRIENDS LAUGHING AT ME
NO!THAT CAN'T HAPPEN.

3
DAD OF COURSE WILL LET HIM GET AWAY WITH ANYTHING
MURDER,ROBBERY,BURNING THE HOUSE DOWN AND PLUS HE WOULD'ND GET GROWNED AND
HE'LL GET ANY KIND OF MONEY OFF DAD AND WON'T PAY BACK!

4
ON THE OTHER HAND I WILL BE PUT OUT OF MY HOME AND INTO A BOARDING SCHOOL
NO MONEY NO NICE BIRTHDAY ,HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN
TORTURE,TORTURE,TORTURE,NOO
THEN THE NURSE CAME......."MR.ANDREWS YOU HAVE A BABY.........GIRL".
"WOWHOO YES YES YES ",I SAID.

BY ANGELA DEVINE

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MY DAD'S SLIPPERS

My Dad has two pairs of slippers
One pair are old
One pair are new
One pair are ragged
One pair are not
One pair are green
One pair are gray
One pair STINK!!!
One pair smell nice
"They're not any different,"says my
Dad,"slippers are slippers, and they
both fit my FEET!"

BY AOIFE PRICE!!!

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THE HUNGRY CAT

The hungry cat
Sat on the
Wooly mat and
Saw the juiciest
RAT!!
He licked his
Lips and said
I am feeling
PECKISH !!

So he moved
a little over
behind the dog
Rover and said
DINNER TIME !!

He made a jump
But bumped his head
and fell onto his owners
BED!!

He put out a claw
and Snatch!
And tryed to make a catch
But he missed, so he
HISSED!!

He heard a voice calling
him, time to wake up,
It was just a
DREAM!!

By Conor Donnellan.

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Scoil Mhuire, Tullamore

AUTUMN

The leaves turn brown
And fall to the ground
To face their roadside slaughter.
The corn is cut,
The rodents scut
To look for winter quarters,
To shelter from
The weather storms
Of wet and windy forms.
The fruit is ripe
Of different types
As Autumn turns to Winter.

 By Aileen Egan.

Pictures In A Window.

It was a dark winters night as I sat on my bed,
I looked through the window and
It seemed like the whole world was dead.
The only thing outside which was alive
Was a cow,
Which crawled up my nose as I
Looked through the windowpane now.
In my eyes now I could see
Plants, and far off was
A tree.
I began to grow frightened, puzzled
And amazed
But then I remembered, it was only
ME!

By Alison O’ Riordan

The Door

Go and open the door
Maybe you’ll see flowers
Waving their head with
The breeze.
Go and open the door
You’ll hear
The church bells ringing,
The birds that are singing
And the monkeys that are swinging
Out of the chestnut trees.
Go open the door
If it makes you feel free
Go and open the door
Spread your wings.
Go and open the door
Because life’s to short to be
Kept indoors.
Go and open the door
At least you can close it
If you want to.

Lindsey Delaney

When My Grandpop Died

When my Grandpop died
I didn’t want to go to the funeral
I wanted to cry
But I couldn’t let it out
I didn’t want to tell anyone about
My feelings
Because I thought they would only laugh

By: Ciara

White!

White is the colour,
You love the most.
White is the colour,
Of a ghost .
White is the clouds,
That hangs from the skies
White is the colour in our eyes
White is the colour of your hair,
When you’re old & in despair.
White is the snow,
That falls on the ground
In winter that comes
All year round.
White is a candle,
That burns all night,
Wondering would anyone turn on
The light.

Tara O’ Toole

6th Class Scoil Mhuire ar Chnoc na hAoine

Jenny Manning

SOUNDS TO MY EARS
People talking,
Birds chirping,
Planes flying,
Bees buzzing,
Wings flapping,
Children laughing,
Water dripping and dogs barking.
It’s amazing to my ears
Things I never heard before
Coming into my life.

By Stephanie O Sullivan.

Co.Cavan

RED

Red is the apple,
That grows on the tree.
Red is the heart,
A valentine for me.
Red is the nose,
On the face of the clown.
Red is the traffic light,
On the street in our town.
Red is the rose,
That smells so sweet.
Red are the blisters,
I get on my feet.
Red is the colour,
Of my favourite team.
Red are the strawberries,
That go with the cream.
Red is the card,
That tells you your off.
Red is the medicane,
I take when I cough.
Red is the face,
Of the Indian Chief.
Red sky at night,
The Shepherd’s Belief.

Donal Leddy

Friends Again

My cousin bashed me with
A stick
I hit him with a stone
He thumped me on
The nose
I bit his ear he screamed
We called each other
Names
Dad came out and said
That we shoud play
Fair games
I sulked. He moaned I grinned
He smiled
I let him in my
Hut
He gave me a sticky
Sweet
Now we,re
Friends Again

Eoin Leddy

Monsters

(1)
As I lie there wide awake,
And wish that night would turn to day,
I hear their footsteps on the floor,
Muffled noises under the bed.

(2)
Creeping round and round my room,
As I lie there scared and shaking,
Listening now for every sound,
That reaches me in the dark.

(3)
Every creak and every squeak,
Sends me down a tunnel of fear,
A twisting, turning, winding passage,
A dark, dark alley that never ends,
Until the night turns to day,
And all the monsters go away.

F*R*I*E*N*D*S*

Joey’s pretty stupid,
Pheobe’s very weird,
Monica’s obsessed with cleaning,
And Ross is her mad brother.
Rachel’s changed a good bit,
While Chandler’s much the same,
All of them are friends,
And that’ll never change.
Everything goes wrong with them,
Nothing ever right,
But when one of them is troubled,
In the end it all goes right.
In their own way they’re all funny,
Chandler really likes to joke,
Mostly Joey doesn’t get it,
Even though he always laughs,
There’s more charactors than six,
Maybe you don’t know,
Some of them I’ll tell you now,
Are Janis,Guntar,Emily.
Janis has a squeeky voice,
Guntar has a crush on Rachel,
Emily has divorced Ross,
For little mishap of his own.
Altogether Friends are great,
The best T.V. show of all,
No comparison to others,
But I’m not naming any titles.
I like Friends I really do,
And I hope that you do too,
I will watch it,
And so should you,
It’s Monday night on Network Two.

Steven Busschots