Friday 18 th February 2011
A true best friend will like they way I am,
at true best friend won't judge me,
a true best friend is the only one,
you can share to tell them secrets.
A true best friend won't ever say:
"You never comfort me, you never play!"
they will never ever say something bad,
and never would have fought you.
A true best friend will always defend you,
it will never be against you.
Friday 18 th February 2011
Why do judge people?
Why do we?
Why does popular and not popular exist?
Why does Nice and mean?
Why is this world all black and white?
Why do we even compare?
Myself now is judging but I find it quite mean.
Myself is now judging but,
Why could this ever be?
Just because I am shy am I not popular?
What does that word even mean?
Oh seriously get rid of those judging words and everybody be equal,
everybody be the same,
We don't need to say,
"He's not my friend because he's fat!"
Or anything related to that!
No slim, No tall, Not any of those at all!
And may I ask how would you feel if somebody did call you one of those?
Why do we?
Why does popular and not popular exist?
Why does Nice and mean?
Why is this world all black and white?
Why do we even compare?
Myself now is judging but I find it quite mean.
Myself is now judging but,
Why could this ever be?
Just because I am shy am I not popular?
What does that word even mean?
Oh seriously get rid of those judging words and everybody be equal,
everybody be the same,
We don't need to say,
"He's not my friend because he's fat!"
Or anything related to that!
No slim, No tall, Not any of those at all!
And may I ask how would you feel if somebody did call you one of those?
Friday 18 th February 2011
I once had a "Kartoffel",
It fell down the stairs,
Oh my poor "Kartoffel",
Who even dares,
to snactch the "Tomate",
and strike the "Banane"!
The only problem was that my dear fragile "Salate",
got split in half,
by that daring "Apfel",
Singing "My dead Calf"
The daring "Apfel",
was "Tomate's" best friend,
but "Banane" didn't like him,
And we had a slightly kill.
My poor "Kartoffel",
fell down the stairs,
My "Tomate" and "Banane",
got snatched and killed,
My dear "Salate",
got split in half,
My daring "Apfel",
was the only alive.
(Check the german dictionary if you are having problems understanding the name of the fruits and vegetables)
It fell down the stairs,
Oh my poor "Kartoffel",
Who even dares,
to snactch the "Tomate",
and strike the "Banane"!
The only problem was that my dear fragile "Salate",
got split in half,
by that daring "Apfel",
Singing "My dead Calf"
The daring "Apfel",
was "Tomate's" best friend,
but "Banane" didn't like him,
And we had a slightly kill.
My poor "Kartoffel",
fell down the stairs,
My "Tomate" and "Banane",
got snatched and killed,
My dear "Salate",
got split in half,
My daring "Apfel",
was the only alive.
(Check the german dictionary if you are having problems understanding the name of the fruits and vegetables)
Friday 18 th February 2011
I once had a car,
that went so far,
and I was unable,
to learn the times table
And when I,
wanted a pie,
I could not eat,
something like meat.
Mum went to space,
to sketch the face,
of my grandma,
and my grandpa.
Thursday 17 th February 2011
Max and Alex were both King Lato and Queen Lata's grandchildren.They were both twins and they were equal at everything. There was nothing one could do better than the other. The only problem they both had is that they could not support each other and thought each other as the best. Whenever they went swimming, Max said:
"I can swim better than you Alex!!! You are so bad and slow!"
However, Alex wasn't happy with that and didn't give up easily:
"It's you the slow poke, rotten turtle! You're nothing but it's shell!"
"You call me a Rotten turtle? wait to see yourself in the mirror pig-like-troll!"
"Repeat-"
"Stop calling yourselves names! You are both the same!" their mum would shout tired of them discussing.
Like that it would always happen.
"I can swim better than you Alex!!! You are so bad and slow!"
However, Alex wasn't happy with that and didn't give up easily:
"It's you the slow poke, rotten turtle! You're nothing but it's shell!"
"You call me a Rotten turtle? wait to see yourself in the mirror pig-like-troll!"
"Repeat-"
"Stop calling yourselves names! You are both the same!" their mum would shout tired of them discussing.
Like that it would always happen.
