my holiday

I took Gus go-karting on the gooey ground. The go-kart needs greasy gas to go in the great green garage. By Nick

my holiday

Someone went skiing down a slippery, slushy, snowy summit
And slipped up and crashed into a boulder
He skinned his shoulder then went to the surgeon and
received a metal shoulder.

Henry Alliteration Poem

Slow, screeching skis sliding over short, slushy, slippery, snow on skinny slopes.
Soaring snow makers, speeding snowmobiles, scoring screaming snowboarders.

My Birthday

My birthday was the best.
We made each other beautiful
and we babbled through the night.
There was bogus blood and balloons.
My birthday was alright!!!!!

Wills holiday poem

Silently snow boarding through the slippery snow,
Skiiers speed past slipping and sliding, skidding and gliding.
Snowballs soar through the air.

Streaming with Shoppers

Shoes stacked,
Selling sweets,
Stuff for me to buy,
Streaming full of shoppers,
And tops for me, myself and I.

Sams holiday poem

Its night, silent, scary, like a soul.
Suddenly a small sound comes from a small hole.
Sam snores soundly as he sleeps.
Seven rats sneak and creeps.