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Poems About: SCHOOL

In this page, poems on / about “school” are listed.

  • 301.
    I Love You My School Girl

    Ho My heart is Full Of Strange Thoughts
    You are a precious yellow stone
    ho what a women you are
    I love you My School Girl read more »

    Ashish Gutgutia
  • 302.
    A Lonely One Room School

    It is now old and in need of paint
    Sits alone in a field of grass
    Poor little lonely one room school
    So long ago since it’s had class read more »

    Marilyn Lott
  • 303.

    In the lap of baby-hills

    Where the green grasses grow

    Where God makes nature’s show read more »

  • 304.

    Roses are red, Violets are blue. Do you know how much I love school? My favorites are math and reading to me school really is appealing. I love my school it is really fun, this school is a place for every one. I love teachers principal and staff they make me giggle smile and laugh.My name is Maliyah and I am 9 I like to sing and dance around the time. This is my name and this is my poem I have some friends I hope you know them. read more »

    maliyah antoine
  • 305.
    Majority Basis

    A principal got a call from her superior
    We will post a teacher to your school as you proposed
    But he is a non read more »

    Nur Meiyati
  • 306.
    School Rap

    School Rap

    Wake up in the morning,
    See your parents frowning. read more »

    Omar Osman Jabak
  • 307.
    The Schools

    In the schools,
    There are a long typesetting from questions,
    A high rooms,
    I don't know, why do they high? read more »

    Basim Al Oda
  • 308.
    Alma mater

    It is a redbrick college,
    I have an exquisite feeling on it.
    It is a tranquil afternoon,
    silence reigns. read more »

    Trino Chan
  • 309.
    From High School

    Don’t you feel that we really belong because
    There are windmills in your eyes
    Darker than for your mother’s sadness when she goes
    Away into the loneliness in her kitchen: read more »

    Robert Rorabeck
  • 310.
    Too much!

    Fifteen years old we are
    Freshmen year is on the way
    Excited all the day
    First day came read more »

    michelle al G
  • 311.
    I saw young men, boys just out of school (Villanelle)

    I saw young men, boys just out of school,
    working men with university degrees
    far too clever to be any anyone’s fool read more »

    Gert Strydom
  • 312.
    The little Kid

    The little kid
    Unaware of the social rules
    Does whatever he likes
    For him nothing is a rise and nothing is a fall read more »

    Tapan Brahma
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