I like potatoes,

You like tomatoes,

I eat tomatoes,

And you eat potatoes.

I like skizzy skizzors,

You like swoopy skeletons,

The first stanza of this poem rhymed,

This one doesn't.

Lazy lizards eat little trees,

Jelly gelatin bounces with bees,

This stanza is actually going to rhyme,

Okay, I lied it doesn't.

Trying is lying,

Sharing is swearing,

Don't believe the lies,

Sharing's not caring.

Hey that last stanza rhymed,

Look at that huge mountain I climbed,

Okay I didn't actually climb it,

I just felt like lying.

I started this poem,

Writing about potatoes,

Pineapples are better than you,

I hope you get the memo.

(Other author was KaiwithaC)

This is a poem. Did you expect more?

Ha! I tricked you! You thought I was done. Well, this is the TRUE end.

Oh! Seems I've done it again! But seriously, this is the end.

I'm not kidding. This is the end. No joke. Seriously.

The end.

If you give a penny, you get two, meet an old friend, meet one new.

Help someone out, without a doubt, they have your back too.

Next time you have a chance, don't judge at first glance.

Everyone has a good side, they may have made poor choices,

Just listen to their inner voices, they need a chance, a chance they didn't have.

Give a penny, you get two give one to your new friend, and give him that chance.

Find that penny, pick it up, all the day you'll have good luck.

I prefer to win titles with the team ahead of individual awards or scoring more goals than anyone else. I'm more worried about being a good person than being the best football player in the world. When all this is over, what are you left with? When I retire, I hope I am remembered for being a decent guy.

Lionel Messi

Climbing a mountain

Doing something for the for first time

It could be scary

But always worth a try

You might not want this

But just give it a go

Make the best of it

You can only grow

People want it

They really yearn it

But it takes courage

They have to earn it

If we took time to look up,

It may be tough.

But we may be able to see

Something that is honest, pretty.

If we take time to look around us,

Even on the dirty bus

We will look so far

We won't see smog, just one beautiful star.

A small hideaway

May brighten yours or someone else's day.

Do your daily duty,

Apprectiate the excellence and beauty.

A pass, a run, a sliding tackle, a krack, a shot the Crossbar saying a tad lower lad!

A sprint, a dribble a challenge clean as a whistle, a shooting chance, a breakaway, the big difender not today, nutmegs pullbacks tricky tricks galore, with one final second I pull my leg back and SCORE!

You might think Spring Break is a non-educational time

A time to have fun in the sun

A time that school doesn’t matter

But think again, your mind is actually climbing a latter

Dr. Suess says, “The more you read the more things you know. The more you learn the more places you’ll go.” -Dr. Suess

He could pass as a poor man's Atticus Finch,

I mock you not, he's comfortable in a tight clinch,

Always taking on the bigger guy, in every battle,

He prepares for his challenges, pounding dead cattle,

A regular visitor to the museum of art,

Ascending the steps, the blood pumps through his heart,

Outside of the conflict, love plays it's role,

"Yo!" to the wife, his heart and his soul.

He stands as a metaphor for someone scaling the Eiger,

It's easy I suppose, when you've got the eye of the tiger,

Though his stories might not match those of Moses or Noah,

You gotta love the Italian Stallion, Rocky Balboa.