BUTTON

Anani Schauermann


Bouncing over the ground,
Under the the soft white sky,
Thru the snow and brush,
Though eating her grain and rye,
On the stanchion there she stands,
Not one you can find like her.

Swimming

By Josiah schauermann

One day Paul went to a pool with his mom and dad. They swam for one hour. When they went home they had sandwiches. After they were done Paul rode his four wheeler. Then it broke down. Paul and his dad fixed the four wheeler. Then they went on a boat ride. At the end of the day Paul found his special stuffed animal and went to bed. In the morning he had to go to school.

He Flew, He Drove

by Jeffrey Schauermann

He flew on wings,
He flew on wheels,
He flew in the sky,
He flew to the ocean,
He flew in the ocean,
He flew in the house,
He flew to his destination.
He drove to town,
He drove a car,
He drove to china,
He drove over the sea,
He drove to me.

Wonderin' How You Are, H

Dear mister,
Are you hot,
or are you cold beneath
pure white snow?
Do you,
Shiver in your timbers?
Do you . . .
Shiver when you're hot?
I'm just,
Wondering how you are, H

the cow

by Josiah Schauermann

One day there was a cow. The cow's name was Jon. He had a bicycle. It was blue, and  yellow. He had one friend. His name was Matthew. There favorite game was hide-and-go-seek.

                                                     
                             



                                   The End

moo meow

By Josiah Schauermann


There once was a cat,
     Who sat with a cow,
The cow  had a hat,
The cat said, "Meow, meow."

With Winters Snow Fall

by Jeffrey Schauermann


  With winter's snow falls,
come the play, and the school,
     muddy floors, dirty halls,
The vacuum, and the broom.

     With summer's heat,
Comes the pools and no school,
     children beggin' for a treat
The picnics with the food

Deep Dark Woods

Anani Schauermann
                                                                                             

                  

Where crickets jump and birds sang,                      

Far away where leaves have hoods,                                               

And where beauty rang,

There lived a girl of Sealand town,

She bounced and sang merrily,

There she lived in a small mound,
And she lived day and night quite fairly.

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