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Sent: Saturday, December 22, 2001 11:44 AM
To: Poems@karateangels.com

Angels

Many believe they are beings you cannot see
But I see them as being you and me
They are there for you when you are at your lowest
Doing their best to help, love, and console
So next time, something is troubling you
Look at the person who is helping you
and there you will find an Angel.

by Amanda Parisi

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Sent: Monday, November 26, 2001 11:31 PM
To: sport.speakout@karateangels.com  

sad
I love judo a lot but my mother don't let me join. So i am quite sad about it.

From: Aw Shu Hui

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Somebody's Pet Snake?

I found a little pet snake,
Just a crawlin' in the street,
I snagged it with a rake,
And took it home to eat.

I put it in a pan,
And cooked it in some oil,
Then I took it out.
And it began to boil.

I took a little bite of it,
But it just didn't taste right,
Maybe cause in cookin'
I forgot to add the spice.

First I moaned and then I groaned.
And then I turned all green,
But when I turned to purple,
That's a sight you should have seen!

So if you see a snake,
Just a crawlin' in the street,
Leave it along, don't take it home,
For they're no good to eat!

By: Melissa Beck

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Halloween 

Every Halloween night,
I look into the sky with fright.
Seeing ghosts and goblins everywhere,
seems to really give me a scare.
Witches flying all through the night,
Jack o lanterns lit with light
I love all the things about Halloween,
Every time they make me scream!
                    from: allicat

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Roses are Red
Violets are Blue.

Some poems rhyme, this one doesn't...

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Sent: Monday, May 28, 2001 3:14 PM
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: Poem contest entry

 

School Food 
by Chrissy

Get a bit of rubber and some brain of eel

get some old apple stems there's the school lunch meal

    If you want to have a feast in your own school schoolyard

then go into the school kitchen and get the big bucket of lard

the lard that they use day and night to feed us breakfast and lunch

(They keep the good food out of sight!) and after we leave the school

they go munch, munch, munch!

I bet they get a catalog with yucky food galore

then they buy some of it then they buy some more

and once the kids have a bit they hit on the score

they barf alot as they grit and scream down to the score

    So don't learn it the hard way like those kids did

and spit as much as you may eat good food

while you're a kid!  

 

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Sent: Friday, March 16, 2001 8:46 PM
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: THE SKY

THE SKY

I LOOK UP  AT THE SKY AND SEE, 
PUFFY WHITE CLOUDS DRIFTING BY
THEY LOOK SO DELICATE UP IN THE SKY

AS THE SUN GOES DOWN, 
NIGHT STARTS TO BLOOM

THE CLOUDS MELT AWAY, 
LIKE PUSHED BY A BROOM

By Unknown

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Sent: Monday, January 29, 2001 7:53 AM
To: Poems@karateangels.com


"With every passing day," she said. "With every grain of time. 
With every song the swallow sings, with every chirp and chime."

Dear love of hers with fragrance thus of good and noble things,
With nurture care and true love share, and beautly bounty brings.

Good Knight to you of noble cause of whom my heart doth hold, 
with you i'll see a lifetime be, with you til both grow old.

And even then when time grows slow and earthly life is lost
Our souls with live on still, forever criss err crossed.

By Erika