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Milo Sena Poems
My Pet, Rocks
I have a pet, His name is Rocks. He sits and sleeps, He won't bite socks.
The Monday sun, Kissed the grass. The Tuesday hail, Fell quite fast.
Have you tried: Salami-Macaroni, With lots of pepperoni. Some onions here,
I Love To Talk
I love to talk But when I can't, I write it down with chalk. I love to chat
School Is Great
School is great, And even though, I'm always really late, I love to go to school all day,
Friends are lovely, They care for you. They're always funny, And some are new.
Whistle and hum, Whisper and Sigh, Swish and hiss, The autumn wind cries.
A mother understands what a child does not say. A mother is there night and day. When you are hurt, she takes away the sting. A mother is a beautiful thing.
Why Did You Enter My Life
I thought I loved you, I really did. But then feeling blue, into hatred I hid.
We played in the yard, We owned the land. We laughed quite hard, We were a band.
On a trip to Sri Lanka, At my grandma's house. On the front lawn steps, Sat a family crowd.
Silent, The wind blows. Silent, The grass grows.
Imagination tells me, All that I can be. I could be riding on a pony, While eating macaroni.
Magic is in the air, I can feel it everywhere. The crunch of the leafs, so soft in the breeze.
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My Pet, Rocks
I have a pet,
His name is Rocks.
He sits and sleeps,
He won't bite socks.
He doesn't meow,
He doesn't bark.
But he is the same colour,
As a shark.
He never makes a mess,
And he never ever talks.
All he does is sit there,
And he never goes for walks.
I know you might be thinking,
That he might just be a sock.
But in real life,
He just a really dumb old rock.