their names are what an why and when
and now
the selfish giant
Sources: text book, page 40, page 71, page
Friday, March 30, 2007
my love
my love!
My LoveYour skin glows like the strawberry, blossoms cute
as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your flute voice and leaps like a
dog at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great eagle wing.
I am comforted by your t-shirt that I carry into
the twilight of housebeams and hold next to my stomic.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of
water.
As my hands falls from my pants, it reminds me of
your tree.
In the quiet, I listen for the last laud of the day.
My heated face leaps to my shoose. I wait in the
moonlight for your secret book so that we may
drive as one, face to face, in search of the
magnificient blue and mystical beach of love.
i found it here:
http://links2love.com/poem_generator.htm
you can just put in some words!
by pia
My LoveYour skin glows like the strawberry, blossoms cute
as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your flute voice and leaps like a
dog at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great eagle wing.
I am comforted by your t-shirt that I carry into
the twilight of housebeams and hold next to my stomic.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of
water.
As my hands falls from my pants, it reminds me of
your tree.
In the quiet, I listen for the last laud of the day.
My heated face leaps to my shoose. I wait in the
moonlight for your secret book so that we may
drive as one, face to face, in search of the
magnificient blue and mystical beach of love.
i found it here:
http://links2love.com/poem_generator.htm
you can just put in some words!
by pia
GPS
In september when I was just nine.
Eight lanes of traffic, it wasn't practical to rely solely on the GPS.
What on earth is going to happen?
Somebody help me.
Screaming, swearing, crying, praying.
Can it possibly get worse?
By: Caroline, Hege & Marte
Sources: National geographic and a book by Roald Dahl.
Eight lanes of traffic, it wasn't practical to rely solely on the GPS.
What on earth is going to happen?
Somebody help me.
Screaming, swearing, crying, praying.
Can it possibly get worse?
By: Caroline, Hege & Marte
Sources: National geographic and a book by Roald Dahl.
Poem
Christian & Martin
You may not be able to find your way out
He played as a true freshman in 2005
We’re just putting the pieces of the puzzle together
It’s a team that can win a lot of games
At least five starters and several key reserves are gone
You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it
You'll just have to hope for the best
N.Y Times
The Guardian
VG
www.wisdomquotes.com
You may not be able to find your way out
He played as a true freshman in 2005
We’re just putting the pieces of the puzzle together
It’s a team that can win a lot of games
At least five starters and several key reserves are gone
You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it
You'll just have to hope for the best
N.Y Times
The Guardian
VG
www.wisdomquotes.com
A Strange World
Kill him! Find something sharp! Push him overboard!
It was strange, Sarah thought as she ate her dinner.
She was young and very pretty.
In the future, technology will become the leading cause of death.
"Ethan, I killed a biker."
Very reluctantly he took it out of his pocket.
Hair growth shampoo.
I could crush it like an egg.
Democracy and capitalism will continue to give the shaft to lazy and stupid people.
Neither group will complain.

You lazy bugger!
That was a good phrase.
Mission accomplished.
Made by: "The Poem DJ's"
aka Sergei, Daniel, Mikael, Caspar and Simen
Citings:
The Dilbert Omnibus
Death or glory, boys?
Small Gods
JPod
It was strange, Sarah thought as she ate her dinner.
She was young and very pretty.
In the future, technology will become the leading cause of death.
"Ethan, I killed a biker."
Very reluctantly he took it out of his pocket.
Hair growth shampoo.
I could crush it like an egg.
Democracy and capitalism will continue to give the shaft to lazy and stupid people.
Neither group will complain.

You lazy bugger!
That was a good phrase.
Mission accomplished.
Made by: "The Poem DJ's"
aka Sergei, Daniel, Mikael, Caspar and Simen
Citings:
The Dilbert Omnibus
Death or glory, boys?
Small Gods
JPod
What's this?
you could have just asked
yeah, I told you before
get drunk
im sure as hell
bless her when she is riggis
you...an' me. everybody gonna be nice to you
ain't gonna be no more trouble
by: marie, henriette, pia, ellen & emilie
sources: dyade- who's there, John Steinbeck- sweet tursday & of mice and men, Nick Hornby- about a boy.
yeah, I told you before
get drunk
im sure as hell
bless her when she is riggis
you...an' me. everybody gonna be nice to you
ain't gonna be no more trouble
by: marie, henriette, pia, ellen & emilie
sources: dyade- who's there, John Steinbeck- sweet tursday & of mice and men, Nick Hornby- about a boy.
You Will Always Be My Friend.

Standing by you all the way,
Iwill always make your day.
Catching your tears always when you cry,
And sing you a lullaby.
I know that I can always lean om your shoulder,
And I hope that you will be there when we are older.
I promise you that the friendship will last,
And that we will always have a blast.
You will always be my friend,
even until the end.
Iwill always make your day.
Catching your tears always when you cry,
And sing you a lullaby.
I know that I can always lean om your shoulder,
And I hope that you will be there when we are older.
I promise you that the friendship will last,
And that we will always have a blast.
You will always be my friend,
even until the end.
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