A poem about feeling sick.

Sick is a feeling that rots in you.
Sick is a feeling that sticks like glue.
Sick makes you feel so bad inside.
Sick is like a hard, rough ride.
Sick leaves you unable to run around loud.
Sick is not a feeling that makes you proud.
Sick means you can have no fun.
Sick makes you feed on soup and a bun.

A poem about Christmas.

Christmas can make people feel good about giving,
but some people only want to be recieving.
Christmas is a time where you celabrate JESUS,
and when he became alive from the lust.
Christmas can make people think of a jolly hohohoer.
With Rouldoph,Prancer and Dancer.
But when it time to go to sleep,
santa comes to creep creep creep.

People should not litter.

When people litter they cause polution that kills animals. For excample when you shuck out a six can holder or a can fishes swim into it thinking that it is a home then they suffercate and die. Also when you litter it makes the fresh air bad and does critical damage to our lungs causing cancer eg, lung cancer ,heart problems,suffercation. That gives our healthly lives a chance to die. So when you can't find a bin put it in your pocket and when you see a bin put all your rubbish in there so you save a lot of lives.

The Internet is better than a book.

I'm here today to tell you the internet is better than a book. Firstly a book makes you stroll down it then you find all the information you need but the computer is just a few clicks and your
done. Easy and fast. Secondly does an book ever let you listen to music. HM I CAN THINK OF NONE IN THE WHOLE WORLD!!!! Music can only be downloaded on computers. I hope you are convinced that the internet is better than the world of books.