Friday, 30 March 2012

bullying poem


   

I am sad,
They are bad,
Oh my nose,
Yuck it's gross.




People bully me all around ,
I want to go in the ground,
Bullies always surround,
I want to go in the ground.




Bullies are mean they eat ice-cream,
They love the colour green,
I want them to do dry clean,
They are very bad indeed.

No comments:

Post a Comment