Liam C

Repeated Repetition By: Liam C.

What I Am I am imaginatively random.

I wonder what the meaning of life really is.

I hear the rustling of reeds in the wind.

I see the sunlight glittering on the lake.

I want to explore the universe and beyond.

I am imaginatively random.

I pretend to know more than I do.

I feel the energy of one hundred coffees.

I touch the border of wanting to learn physics.

Yet I worry about the merciless hard strike of failure, And cry at sad thoughts I sometimes think Like losing my dog when he gets older.

I am imaginatively random.

I dream about creating what is thought to be not creatable.

I hope to achieve the goals for school I make in life And that I have a life of success and happiness.

I am imaginatively random.

Summer Happiness As the breeze flies past you, And the sun beats down on you.

This is summer.

People swimming in the sky blue pools, And the sandy shores of the oceans so cool.

School's out and people shout, 'cause they get to sleep in and not go out.

The relaxation, a cheer-up in everyone's day.

This is summer Surfing across the monstrous waves Satisfying all the vacation craves, Getting sleep lots of fun, Might go out and take a run.

Lots of smiles, a light in one’s day, And how to beat this video-game in so many ways!

This, is summer

Christmas Joy During Christmas it is jolly, During Christmas there's folly, My cousins play in bushes of holly.

This is Christmas Joy. On Christmas Eve we wait and wait, Eager for the present trove, We sometimes try to stay up late.

This is Christmas Joy. Late at night we hear someone about, We sneak out of bed and find what's out We see some white and red and shout.

This is Christmas Joy. It's Santa! In his suit When he's finished giving all our loot, When he sees us he says "Shoot!�

This is Christmas Joy. He gives an awkward "Ho, ho, ho" He panics then he has to go, His beard comes off then his face shows, Whoa!!! It's uncle Moe. He then runs off back into his room, He crawls under the covers, zoom!

Its then is as silent as a tomb, This, is Christmas Joy.

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