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From:
CrazyCuteAli
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Fri, 26 Jan 2007
Subject: (no subject)
roses are red sugar is sweet and so are you
From: CHEERDOM
Sent: Friday, January 12, 2007
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject:
The Boy at School
School is a drag but when I see you Everything disappears.
He makes me laugh and smile.
I think he is the one, but I am to young.
He is the love of my Life.
From: Christinabratty
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: Poemsicle
Poemsicle
If you add sicle to your pop , would he become a popsicle,
would a mop become a mopsicle, would a cop become a copsicle,
would a chop become a chopsicle, would a drop become a
dropsicle, would a hop become a hopsicle? I guess it's time to
stopsicle or is it timesicle to stopsicle? Heysicle I can't
stopsicle.
Ohsicle,mysicle,willsicle,Isicle,havesicle,tosicle,talksicle,
likesicle, thissice, foreversicle? Huhsicle?
from: Penguincutey
To: kim@karateangels.com
Thanks guyz.
I'm a really good poem and story writer so here's my poem:
The
Perfect Place
The perfect place is
somewhere you can relax. The moon is as beautiful and full as
it can ever get. The wolves howling towards the sky. I reply
to them. they do the same. As we talk to each other back and
forth, I feel one with the pack. I close my eyes and imagine
what it would be like.
Running through the wet
wooods after rain fall, hunting down my own prey, protecting
the others of my own kind. Free to roam where ever I please. I
open my eyes and hear a fish jump out of the lake.
I peer over the crystal
clear lake and drift away with the sounds of the gentle waves.
A moose walks by and starts eating the late night dewy grass.
I stay still as I were a plastic statue. I can here it chew as
I watch. It looks up at me. It's brown eyes are so serene and
bold. The stars are out and twinkling in the clear night sky.
I lie down in my sleeping back and start to star gaze. It
looks like they're winking at me.
So I wink back. My eyes
start to get heavy. So I close them. As I close them, I see
this bright light that's staring at me. What is it? Who is it?
It's my mom trying to wake me up from over sleeping to get to
school. It's just a dream, but a real perfect place.
So how did you like my poem guyz? Please email me back of what
you
think because it's just something
I came up with. lol
ttyl
penguincutey11
From: HerBlackBelt
Date: Thu, 28 Dec 2006
Subject: I Love School
I Love
School
I Love School it is the best thing that has happened to me I have such a good thing to me because you learn and get smarter.I Also Love School because at recess you get to play with your friend`s unless they are at Ohio read`s,or monitoring I`ve monitored once I monitored a 2nd grade class.I had alot of fun with the little kid`s but I am in 4th grade.
Written by: Ronell Lawson
From: ScallopineGirl
Date: Sat, 30 Dec 2006
I made up a pomes
I'm a yellow belt and so are you when I am sick I fell blue. when your a black belt just like me maybe we can sneeze
hope
From: Tigergirl06
Sent: Saturday, December 30, 2006
To: Writer@karateangels.com
Subject: by hope
you think life is over but it isn`t .when you think about it only life.you think about the future you think you can do this but you can`t .the harder you think about you have a dum life but it could be worse you could be living on the streets cold ,alone ,hungery and no roof over your head .life is not over it`s just begun.
From: Jackie Barker
Sent: Saturday, November 25, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: poem
"Little Girl"
little girl sitting alone,
no family,no food,no home
she lays there thinking the night away,
she doesn't notice she fell into a bay.
poem by Jackie Barker
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Sun, 10 Dec 2006
Subject: THIS IS A POEM I WROTE
BY:VINCENT MELONE STRUTHERS
GR.5 AGE 10-
spring time
spring is here,the flowers are in bloom, summer time is coming soon,
and I will be out of school in June,and
I will sing a happy tune
From: Lilrockergirl8
To: Writer@karateangels.com
Date: Thu, 28 Dec 2006
Subject: love
love is hard when you keep it a secret,
when there's a new girl and your her friend
but her brother is your sisters boyfriend
she will say any thing,one day i told her i like
a boy and told her to keep it a secret shell tell
so if your has a older or younger brother/sister
i would say be very careful what you say
because my heart is broken.
Subject: I want to submit my poem about ancient
Greece
Paint a portrait on the wall
Let the Greeks see it all
Alexander the Great in a war
To win a battle and make a roar
To battle men and conquer lands
To make a scene to say I am the man
To give away his thrown
The king shall be the strongest
To die for honor and gasps of sorrow
To make a portrait to show his dignity
Paint a portrait on the wall
To show the men we are more
To show their powers
And show to all
Zeus, Hera, Aphrodite
All the others and more
Faithful to men and Faithful to gods
To see the truth
That my thrown is big but we are humble
To punish the bad
give second chances
To play with men
Make them fools
To have a laugh to their corps
Paint a portrait on the wall
To show that myths says it all
Steal the feathers from bird
Fly high to the sky
Feel the burn from the sun
Sweat the blood from your heart
falling to the ocean of disobedience
To be swept away by Pluto's hands Punish me for none I have done
To cause four months down under ground
To love in misery so I'll be back
Stephanie A. G.
Subject: by hope
you think life is over but it isn`t .when you think about it only life.you think about the future you think you can do this but you can`t .the harder you think about you have a dum life but it could be worse you could be living on the streets cold ,alone ,hungery and no roof over your head .life is not over it`s just begun.
from: Laboobooooo
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Sun, 17 Dec 2006
Subject: (no subject)
i love you love me
my brother is a pean to me
(not realy)
From: JohnnyRocket
Date: Mon, 6 Nov 2006
Subject: (no subject)
A Poem for Sarah
Chocolate is sweet,
Vanella taste good,
Strawberry is okay ,
At least thats what I say,
Ice Cream is good but,
I know something better,
Candy,
Candy I say,
Grab some and enjoy the rest of the day!
From: Josloba
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Wed, 8 Nov 2006
Subject: (no subject) --
Roses are red Violets are blue if I were a flower I'd pick you
!!!!
From: Chelzbellz
Sent: Saturday, October 14, 2006
To: FeatureStories@karateangels.com
Subject: story
by Chelsea little orphan
dedication to all the teachers
I've had in the past
About 8 years ago lived a clever beautiful girl named
Isabella. When she was 1 she learned to crawl and talk [she
had very good English] she walked at 3. She was very smart
when she was 5 her parents died in a fire.
Isabella became a orphan an
lived with a girl named susie.When she was 10 she got adopted
one day she was sick it was very bad her temperature was 103.
Luckily it was all better by taking cool baths.
She ended up living a happy
life other than her parents she got married and had kids.
From: DanceQueen2
Sent: Monday, October 16, 2006
To: FeatureStories@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
I got a story but I don't want to sign up but I'm thinking
that I have to write the story here so here it is.The story is
about how we kind of live
two for two
A man for a man
a women for a women
a child for a child
a dog for a cat
why don't these things go together?
Because that's not the world we live in
From:
AntOC
Sent: Sunday, November 19, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
1+1=2 but nothing adds up to my love for you
From: TommyGirl
Sent: Monday, November 20, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject:
Being Cool
Its hard to be cool when alll that i do is.. normal. Why are
we judged by who we are but not by what is in the inside of
our souls we are the angles of earth sent here to do god s
doing in all that is right why cant we like our bodies the way
we are?
CAn we ever learn of our
sin it is so hard to be cool .Being cool is not smoking or
alcoholor drugs atall being coolis being who u are no matter
what they think its hard being so cool.
The poem you have jjust
selected has been witten by a 11 year old girl who knows all
about the crewl and hurtful world. My words...''...It is not
about the bad or the good it is about making the best of any
situation and finding that one special friend."
written by Tristan age 11
From: BooBooTina
Sent: Sunday, November 05, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
when you are there i love you
when your not i cry
when we are together
i am happy
From: XoGiggleBotoX
Sent: Monday, November 13, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
Life for my without friends
flowers without petals
schools without class rooms
a computer without the internet
a bottle without water
a pool without water
puppies without tails
cats without fur
teachers without a lesson
tests without questions.
paper without words
a letter without a body.
IS WHAT LIFE WOULD BE LIKE FOR ME WITHOUT FRIENDS
From: Josloba
Sent: Monday, November 13, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: poems
Autumn Leaves
Red, yellow, orange and brown
falling leaves to the ground.
Falling to the cold ground.
When you step on them
they crunch, crackle, pop.
From: Princessjrdiva
Sent: Tuesday, November 21, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: poam
12345 once I coght a fish alive
678910 then I let it go again
why did you let it go because it bit my finger so
witch finger did it bit this little finger on my right.
its my favorite poem from the book of poem
From: Prcarolina1
Sent: Saturday, November 04, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: ther best poem
loves a war zone where my tears have grown
thier hot and insane sometimes they give me a pian
thier sweet but not my pace sometimes thats the case
but they will always have a place in my heart
now that will never change!
From: ButterBananas
To: kim@karateangels.com
Date: Sat, 11 Nov 2006
Subject: (no subject)
hey Kim I have a poem for you
Before and after the war begun
not a single man had a gun.
each man fought with fists
they had to do it face the risks.
everything was quiet but not very still
a few soldier's were alive but the rest
were killed.
horses were bucking and running all around
women and children were crying to the ground
do you like?
From: "Gayla Ricker"
To: <Poems@karateangels.com
>
Date: Tue, 5 Sep 2006
Subject:
"my
cat" poem
My cat is not smart, but he is cute.
once he went down the laundry chute!
he is my pal, he is my friend.
we stick together till the end!
From: Energynonstop
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Sun, 15 Oct 2006
Subject: (no subject)
terrific light beams in my soul,
one day i wake and then i know,
why life is lived,
why light is lit,
And how the world goes.
From: Molinalexi
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Thu, 21 Sep 2006
Subject: (no subject)
roses are red voilots are blue
my mother is sweet and my cousins are to.
roses are red voilots are blue what ever you do don't marry a jew.
roses are red voilots are blue have a good day or i'll have to
help you.
From: Energynonstop
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Sun, 15 Oct 2006
Subject:
a
cut so deep
a cut so deep,
can never cure.
a pain so bad,
good-bye Mr.
my sins add up until this day,
Regret the things that I did say.
Forgive, forget, just move along.
i know I'll try,
'cause life goes on.
From: BabyBoo
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2006
Subject: love
love
Love can be a ball love be a
fall
love can be a love can be anything
but a draw
From: Kiddo4
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Sun, 3 Sep 2006
Subject: ROSES
ROSES ARE RED, VIOLITS ARE
BLUE,
SUGAR IS SWEET AND SO ARE YOU.
From: Energynonstop
To: clubhouse@mail.karateangels.com
Date: Sun, 15 Oct 2006
Subject: Re: Karate Angels Pen Pals
teriffic light beams in my soul,
one day i wake, and then i know,
why life is lived,
why light is lit,
and how the world goes.
a cut so deep, can never cure,
a pain so bad goodbye mr.
my sins add up until this day,
regret the things that i did say.
forgive, forget, just move along,
i know i'll try cause life goes on.
From: Amaiya
Sent: Saturday, September 09,
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
be yourself
who am i who are you are we people from earth are people from the universal space itself we are one we happen to be a different person everyday but are we are same person we are born to be
everyday we happen to change are selves
everyday for us to be apart of a group or to be someone else but what you need to do is be yourself you don't do that everything will fall apart you will end up being someone sad but before you become yourself you have to be someone else but not for to long
From: Iluvsnoop
sarah@karateangels.com
Date: Sat, 9 Sep 2006
Subject: Re:
Cheetah Time!
Okay. Here's the thing. I'm a single ninja who is very tough and
has no moods but angry and well, how do I put it? Oh well you get
the point.
Anyway, This year I have a new Sensei, and he totally
hates me. I forget his name all the time. Maybe thats why. I have
a dumb person on my team, someone like me, and someone who aces
EVERY test they throw at us! Tell me. How do I deal With the
retard on my team?
See I can kick has but, anytime, anywhere, anyday! So he is
always trying to beat me, but he never suceeds! So you tell me.
What would you do to make him SMARTER??
I'm kiding you don't have to answer that. It's MY problem.
I'll deal with it, okay. If I don't die on a mission, that is.
Okay, I'll Give a good luck to all you ninja's put to the
test right now, okay! I'm outta here. I have to kick the retard's
but again. See ya.
From:
Askittlicious
To: suggestion@karateangels.com
Date: Fri, 1 Sep 2006
Subject: Poem Contest
roses are red violites are blue
i just joined pen pals clubhouse so did u
From: POOHONEIE
Date: Tue, 5 Sep 2006
Subject: no subject
Consonance
consonance, consonance
what do they mean
should I or should I not
can I or can't I
what do they mean
what should I do
what can I do
what shouldn't I do
I think I will do something
From: Srhhollywood
Date: Fri, 4 Aug 2006
The dog
There was a dog, and her name was bear and she was a rottwiler and there was
a woman name peggy and she was pragnet and her boyfriend saw bear and
liked but bear did not like him but he bote her and her stuff
wen he comes out she sat rite by her feet at 11 she died and peggy never had
a dray eye for a will.
true story
bye for now sam
From: KimPossible
Date: Mon, 24 Jul 2006
Weather
Some times it is rainy, sometimes it is not.
Sometimes it snows and hails,
oh, so ever a lot.
But no matter the weather, you can always say,
Floating like a feather, on a
nice hot day.
From: BCajuncheer
Date: Thu, 10 Aug 2006
Subject: (no subject)
one day i was walking down the road and i saw my friend see yeld and yeld my name
From: BCajuncheer
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Sat, 12 Aug 2006
Subject: (no subject)
my aunt brittany
she runs with me she gives me kisses
she plays with me the end
bye
savannah
From: Theny
Date: Sun, 20 Aug 2006
i like to eat pie said the guy with a fly on his pie
From: Daddys girlrex
Sent: Saturday, August 05, 2006
booldosers
Roses are red!
Violets are blue!
I can't wait
to run over
YOU!
From: Daddys girlrex
Sent: Saturday, August 05, 2006
Free verse poem
Victoria Morgan Rexroth
My heart is filled with dreams
My soul is filled with life
As I learn my commitments
I learn to love fighting
For commitments and trust
Must and dust
From: DuckyNevada
Sent: Thursday, August 03, 2006
roses are red violits are blue
I love my mom and so should you
From: BCajun cheer
i have a sweet
what can i do
oh by the way
send me a email
From: Kim Possible
Sent: Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Friends are there to catch you when you fall.
Friends are there when the other one calls.
No matter where you are you always know,
when your in trouble your friends will show.
From: BabyBoo96 JOHNS
Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2006
Subject: love
love
Love can be a ball
love be a fall
love can be a
love can be
anything but a draw
From: Shaiteria
Sent: Saturday, July 15, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: My poem
The Winter Wind is Flowing Softy
The winter wind is flowing is flowing softly
racoons are slowing down
the winter wind is flowing softly
sleep my child sleep
This is called...
I'll
Be There
If your heart brakes,
I'll be there to help you pick up the pieces,
With tape and glue,
And a glass for your tears, too.
I share your feelings,
I share your pain,
I share the troubles and I share the blames,
I know how it feels when you feel like there's nothing.
But deep inside,
Under a cloak of cries,
In your hearts deepest chambers,
There's a hope that will forever linger.
Even if you try to hide it,
You want to feel happy,
And laugh like you never thought you would.
You want to be part of something,
And let go of the nothing.
It's the feeling of happiness,
It's the feeling of joy,
It's the feeling of jumping up and down for a brand new toy.
You want to be a giver,
And send love as a streaming river,
You want to feel a rush of excitement,
Going down a roller coaster,
Or sailing in the seas,
Or catching a lion in just one small sack,
So, what could be holding you back?
Fear or sadness,
The cause of no gladness.
The pain inside,
Overcomes you happiness and pride.
The haunting of a moment,
The memory of a past,
You feel like you at the edge of breaking broken glass
But don't worry,
People are there for you,
Even if you don't see it.
They're there because they love and care for you,
Love is something special and something true,
It's just so perfect, but no one has a clue.
They'll cry with you,
They'll die for you,
They'll have fun with you,
And paint an unforgetful moment that's close to you.
They are there to share with you the truth,
that love conquers all,
no matter what could brake or fall.
If your heart brakes,
they're there to help you pick up the pieces,
with tape and glue,
and a cup of tears, and love, too.
o: <Poems@karateangels.com>
From: "Ernie"
Date: Thu, 6 Jul 2006
I sit here waiting
I sit here waiting on a flower, waiting for my dreams.
he people say I’m beautiful, but that’s not what it
seems.
he butterflies just fly away, don’t even take a
glance.
ut I don’t care because there’ll be a friend that’s
always there.
From: Babytommy
Date: Wed, 5 Jul 2006
my story is
like this
i love carrie underwood
she is a veg person she hates meat
She likes pink and yellow
she autditioned fro American idol
She rocks
has 2dogs
likes dogs
lives with mom and granpa
From: JzSis
Date: Wed, 5 Jul 2006
Your
heart
Your heart is not a play thing,
Your heart is not a toy
But if u want it broken
Just give it to a boy
From: RHONAFd
To: tiffany@karateangels.com
Date: Thu, 29 Jun 2006
can you be my physic?
if so will I marry chamillonare Or corbin
bleu chamillonare is a rapper and
corbin is a actor there are both hot
but witch one? which one should I marry?
From: Emmy lamb lover
Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2006
heres a poem i have for you ok its nothing speacial
BAD DOG
All day long i sit and wait
All day long i do
All day long im alone and hungry
All day long im playing with a bone
All day i pee pea and poop
on that new sofa
All day long i sit and wait
For you to come hoe and tell me No, BAD Dog
I made it up at the last minute is it ok i hope it is g rated
to you it says
pee and poop but we all do those things right lol
From: Wanjiru
Sent: Sunday, June 18, 2006
To: advise@karateangels.com
THE DEADLY CLASS
Once a teacher enters our class
The noise is enough to shatter a glass
She tries to command us all
But we ignore her as if she is a wall
The poor teacher retires to her table
As if waiting for the noise to get stable
But woe for the poor teacher
For it is as if she is a boring preacher
Then finally when we finish talking,
The teacher tries to get us walking,
To give us a punishment of doing laps
But obviously we have the last laugh
By the time the lesson has ended
The teacher’s throat will have to be mended
For her throat is so sore
That we all say lo!
By wanjiru
From: B Cajuncheer
Sent: Sunday, June 18, 2006
To: FeatureStories@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
yes i love to wright brittany
my
brother
my brother is nice and he loves me
so much and i love him so much but
one day we got into a fight and then
we stoped fighting and loved each
other
the end
From: Sarah Honan
Date: Sat, 3 Jun 2006
>hi my name is sarah just like an karate angel and I'm
telling you about my family my mum is nice her name is
jean my dad is funny his name is patrick and my brother
is Ammm mad
thats all for now
Hi Sarah,
you sure have a beautiful family!!!!!!!!!!!!
Love Sarah,
The Karate Angels
From: Soccergirl
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Date: Fri, 2 Jun 2006
Subject: (no subject)
roses are red,
violets are blue,
ur nice
i love u too!
From: Princessbrat
Date: Fri, 19 May 2006
Hi mine and my sister's names are Gracie ,Callie,
We like to support our troops because the made us free also
they are
fighting right now as we speak. We sent cans of food and
magazines and books for them.
I am thankful for what they are doing for
America we even sing a song
before we go to be and this is ho it goes, God Bless a America
my home sweet home
land that I love and I am proud to stand beside her and gilded
her through
the night with light from the mountain through prairies
through the ocean
what would fall God Bless a America my home sweet home
God
Bless a America!!!
From: Readamatic
Date: Sat, 20 May 2006
Storybook Fantasy
Open a Book;
it will swallow you in.
You'll frolic with lions;
a man of tin.
Dare to ride a bucking mare;
venture to a villain's lair;
then, suddenly you hear eve's din.
Perhaps another day,
you think.
Your storybook will stay,
your link;
to your other land that is never bland.
As you leave, give your book
a wink.
--Anonymous
From: Little brown bears
Date: Wed, 7 Jun 2006
Subject: Re: Just a Question KarateAngels.com
Yes I love to write peoms here is one
My Grandpa
My
Grandpa he's my life he's my world i can't understand my life with
out him how he left me in my early year. but i might have not
known him well but he'll always be apart of my life.
By:Tierra Bedgood
Date: Fri, 2 Jun 2006
Subject: FWD: Poem Contest....
My Big
Boy
Our little Damon, our every pride and joy, you are growing so fast
and
becoming such a big boy. So full of energy, always on the go, You
will be our baby
forever, though I know I have to let you grow. To mommy you will
always be
my #1 special guy, even as you grow up, you will forever have
mommys shoulders
to cry. I know someday you will have a life of your own, as mommy
dreads
this so much...I always want you to be aware, even age will never
ever break the
special bond that we share. And now today is the day for just you,
'our lil
D' ', seems we were just reaching number two and now we are at
three. Now at
another year to be so proud and full of joy, I still want to call
you my
baby, though i must face you are now our big boy. Now lets cuddle
up together,
play and have some fun, Happy Birthday to you, my baby, my big boy
son! !
written on 11/3/03for my growing angel! ! !
by amy beth hoover
Dear amy,
Thank you....that's beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!
Sarah,
The Karate Angels
From: Alexxa
Date: Tue, 23 May 2006
hi it's me agein i just wanted to tell you a
joke ok so i'm gonea tell a
joke ok redy?
ok knok knok biobiobio never mind bloblobloblo
i said
nevermind my sister made it
up her name is alexxa she has a boyfrend his
name is
andrew i have a crush on somebody he's my
frenieds brother his name is
graham thust me he's a hottie for
real well e-mail me back if your on
becouse i never get any
e-mails so see ya later and i'm wite
don't woorie so bye
-nicolette
From: Tuti
Date: Sun, 28 May 2006
I lost
you
I woke up and couldn't find you
I wondered where you went
I wondered how I lost you
I was scared I’d never find you
I noticed that I was alone
I missed you cause I lost you
but I knew you were in a better place
Dear Tuti,
that's beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!
Sarah,
The Karate Angels
From: Simple
Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2006
Subject: Re: The Karate Angels
roses are red .
voilets are blue.
grassis green and i love you.
From: ocean crest realty
Sent: Saturday, July 16, 2005
Subject: poem
there was a green grasshopper though was he quite green.
he tried his dear best to hang onto thy car. and he made it to
moes and he was still there.
then made it to home depot and almost fell off.
then he made it back home
oh, to his dear sweet, sweet home
and if if you see him please tell him
i said hello.
- alexis mcbride
From: Miss Super Girl
Sent: Wednesday, May 10, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: the banana
poem
i was sure i would win the spelling but when it was my turn they
ave me a hard one banana and i never stopped
banananananananananananananaananaananaananananananananananananananananaanaan
From: Kendra Savage
Sent: Friday, May 12, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: roses
every flower has a smell
but one flower is a lil' strange
every one may change
but this is one special flower
this means love
it reminds you of a dove
flying in the sky above
it may remind you of
the sweet flower is a rose!
From: Rita
To: kim@karateangels.com
Date: Wed, 3 May 2006
Subject: Poems
Flowers
They smell good,
Flowers,
Different types,
Flowers,
They are colorful,
Flowers,
I love flowers,
Flowers
Flowers
Flowers!
From: Regina
Date: Tue, 2 May 2006
I have a peom that i have writing and i want to send it to
you.
and here it is.
School
School is like a punishment.
You have math and writing,
rushing yourself to finish you
porfolio in time.
Walking through the hallways with
all the comotion goning around.
students shouting, teachers all
at the same time.
On the other hand you still get to talk
to friends.
But you still get hmework.
K= Kick
A=
R=
Roundhouse kick
A=
T=
E=
From: Softball
Sent: Saturday, April 29, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: I LOVE School
School is fun. I should
stay in school forever.
If only I could
go to school all the time.
We learn how
to spell words like School Rocks!
pizza, capital, cow,
hat, bed, light, and bike.
Now you know that
school is the best. Rules
like no gum, and no hat.
We use fun, cool tools.
From: shrimpocutie
Date: Tue, 25 Apr 2006
Subject: Re: The Karate Angels
My name is not Kim its Lisa! lol!!! well here is a poem...
I hadnt washed my socks in fourteen weeks,
My mom found out to late for me to worn her..
They grossed her out so bad, she got REAL mad
And put both me and my socks in the corner.....
Well ttyl
Thanks,
Lisa
From: Cozmik Brownie
Sent: Wednesday, April 26, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
IVE NEVER SEEN A PURPLE COW AND IDE NEVER HOPE TO BE ONE BUT I CAN
TELL YOU THIS ENY HOW IDE RATHER SEE THAN BE ONE
From: Tanyax
Sent: Wednesday, April 26, 2006
To: art@karateangels.com
Subject: Re: Holiday Art
why do you want me to send art work and poes well here is one for
you
Rose's are Red and Vielites are Blue well
well there you are
From: Ross Knowles
Sent: Tuesday, February 28, 2006 9:06 AM
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: Poems
Your eyes like stories,
Veiled to the life beyond fate,
Broken Destiny
Your soul as warm as the sun,
The petal upon all flowers
From: Skipper
Sent: Sunday, April 23, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject:
lonely
As she sat, she cried and waited,
she thought she was forgotten,
But as he gave her a friendly smile, her cry faded.
she walked with him everyday,
until she heard him say:
''My friend, this is the last day you shall see me."
So this was the last night,
before this boy went off to battle to fight.
but the girl knew if he shall leave, she would be lonely and weep.
From: Queen Vicky
Sent: Sunday, April 23, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject:
poems
i am some thing to protect you
an their when you are sad
this thin i speaking of isn't your dad
but something you hardly would think of
he is your best pal your dog
Re: hi sarah The Karate Angels
Don't Quit
Don't quit when
the tide is lowest,
For it's just about
to turn;
Don't quit over doubts
and questions,
For there's something
you my learn.
Don't quit when
the night is darkest
For it's just a while
'til dawn;
Don't quit when you've
run the farthest,
For the race is almost won.
Don't quit when
the hill is steepest,
for your goal
is almost nigh;
Don't quit,for you're
not a failure
Until you fail to try.
___Jill Wolf
From: Cup cake
Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2006
I,m that star up in the sky
I'm that tree growing way up high
I'm that lil bit of hope
I'm that gril who gotta cope
I can do it if I put my mind into it
From: Karatekiddan
Sent: Tuesday, April 18, 2006
To: riddles@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
What is fat, then skiny and can fly?
A football!
Made from pig, and it get made into a football!!
From: Karatekidd
Sent: Tuesday, April 18, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
yelling and screaming
the children outsid playing
in the sun's warm heat
From: Karate kidd
Sent: Tuesday, April 18, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
Haiku Karate
Fighting and playing
always going over basics
always working hard
From: Diana Borowski
Sent: Monday, April 03, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: entry into contest
Waterfall
By: Carrie Fowle
Waterfall oh, what a dream,
I am resting by the stream.
This landscape is so new,
i am taking off my clunky shoe.
Waterfall oh, what a dream,
I am now barefooted by a stream.
I'll stick my toes into the river,
Though the water makes me shiver.
Waterfall oh, what a dream,
Toes submerged in the stream.
I'll climb up your big, gray rock,
While i am not wearing my white lace smock.
Waterfall oh, what a dream,
It is time to leave your lovely stream.
Kayla
Sent: Sunday, April 16, 2006
To: Jokes@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
your house so small your welcome mat says WELL
From: Princess vantine
Sent: Saturday, April 15, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
i like you'.'.'. from...... sarah'.'.'.'.'.
From: Pink purple
Sent: Saturday, April 15, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: (no subject)
A heart can be pink
or oh so red
it can have dots
or flowers instead
but what ever the look
what ever the style
a valentine's day heart
is like a smile
Subject: (no subject)
roses are red violets are blue i am vary vary new
From: DElmes
Sent: Sunday, April 09, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: Poem
Title: Best in the
World
I teach every day,
I train every night,
My body feels tired,
My muscels are tight.
No gain with out pain,
No such word as cant,
Nows the time to master,
The skills that i've learnt.
The places i've been,
The trophies i've held,
It feels so amazing,
To be the Best in the World!
Written By E.E
From: tom
Sent: Thursday, April 06, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Subject: my
poem
To my mum and dad
i will try not to be bad
my love is like a purle
and im your little girl
Megan Morrell
From: Ross
Subject: Poems
Your eyes like stories,
Veiled to the life beyond fate,
Broken Destiny
Your soul as warm as the sun,
The petal upon all flowers
Dear
God
Have you ever
woundered why people think they know how life works?
I know you were there for me when I was falin from the sky.
When my wings were broken and I didnt know how to fly.
Have you ever woundered what would have happened if you did not
catch me.
Now I am here tring to fly again and you are the only one that can
save me.
If I had a second chance to live my life.
I would so my life would be all about you.
So many people tried to save me but, they could not acheve.
I just wanna know can you please save me from the bad?
Just wondering have you ever woundered how life would be if it was
peaceful?
I do just to say good night to all the people who love care and
charesh me.
By: Cara Breault
From: Hodgson
Sent: Sunday, January 15, 2006
To: Poems@karateangels.com
Poems
I have a sweet tooth,
Its a big yellow one,
at the back.
I sneek sweets
and other things
that are loaded
with sugar.
My sweet tooth
Is really sweet
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