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butterfly, butterfly
fly in the sky
butterfly, butterfly
flies so high
butterfly, butterfly
lands on my thigh
butterfly, butterfly
motionlessly lies
butterfly, butterfly
gracefully dies
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butterfly, butterfly
fly in the sky
butterfly, butterfly
flies so high
butterfly, butterfly
lands on my thigh
butterfly, butterfly
motionlessly lies
butterfly, butterfly
gracefully dies
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Yankee Doodle went to town
riding on a bunny.
He had to bring a Kleenex box,
because his nose was runny.
Yankee Doodle went to town
riding on a bunny.
He went to Bank of America
because he needed money.
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I wish my teacher wouldn’t give out homework that is due on Monday on Friday.
I wish my teacher would let us share answers during a test.
I wish my teacher would double recess and halve math.
I wish my teacher would let the students teach the class...
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There was an old lady
who lived in a cave.
She had a long mustache
‘cause she didn’t shave.
She slept with the bears
who were hibernating.
And when they woke up,
they were celebrating!
They danced and they balanced
on tightropes and cycles.
T...
- in natural poems
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Talon burped the alphabet,
he burped out ABC.
The audience was grossed out,
and they began to flee!
Keegan has a big thumb.
He made it disappear.
We thought he’d pull it out his nose,
he pulled it out his ear!
Drew was juggling m...
- in life poems
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Josh can burp the ABCs,
but his breath’s not the best.
We had to clear the classroom.
We missed the spelling test.
Joe can dunk the basketball.
He was a high-school star.
Now he teaches fourth grade,
and raids the cookie jar.
Lindsey sleeps tho...
- in historical poems
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Oreo cookies,
I love them so well.
I eat three or four when
I hear the lunch bell.
And then in the lunchroom,
I eat twenty more.
I’m feeling so heavy,
I crash through the floor.
Then back in the classroom,
my teacher says, “Please,
can I have ...
- in genearal poems
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Tim can wiggle both his ears.
You probably shouldn’t try,
‘cause when he flaps them very fast,
he soon begins to fly.
Tyler likes to cross his eyes.
He soon is going to find,
that if he crosses them too much,
the poor kid might go blind.
- in historical poems
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