Year 7

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Welcome!

• Year 7
• Presentation Evening
• Performing Poetry

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Alliteration
Laughing Lilian Jumping Jason Nice Nico Grey,
grim, gruesome, grieving Gorilla. Abandon,
abominable, abnormal, antelope Curl, crusty,
crunchy, compatible cockroach. One organic,
oblivious, orange, octopus Two, trembling, tense,
technical termites. Many mortal, monkeys,
mucky, metal Matthew.
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Yellow Leaves
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• The beautiful yellow leaves dance
• and dance as they come to me.
• The wind huffs and puffs although
• I cant see,
• The wind inhales as the crusty
• yellow leaves come to me,
• but I just cant seem to see.

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Written By Martha Faria
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The Autumn Leaves
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• The trees stand tall and proud, and shake their
  leaves gently to the ground
• The leaves shiver like they are going to wet
  their pants!
• Nervously making their way down.

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• Upon the ground
• I saw the leaves dance about while, the tree was
  waving at me.
• The leaves puffed and huffed when the tree was
  standing bravely.
• The sun came out and the leaves exploded like
  fire works

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• Thank you for looking at Azijur Rahmans
• Work

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Autumn!
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• The wind exhales,
• As the leaves come to me.

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• Im singing to the leaves,
• As they salsa under me

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• I wave to the leaves,
• As theyre dancing towards me.

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Written by

• Danielle

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The Magic Box!!!!

• By Sherice Gayle

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I will put in my box

• The thundering bang of the door shutting,
• The gorgeous smell of a Sunday roast,
• The feeling of me wanting to devour it.
• I will put in my box
• The weather that is as cold as ice,
• The leaves dropping onto the ground,
• The aeroplanes swishing through the clouds.

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I will put in the box

• Three birthday wishes for my beautiful aunty,
• First baby steps from my ancient cousin,
• A chosen present for a best friend.
• I will put in my box
• A dog on a rough top singing,
• A child on the top of a moving car,
• A cat on top of Lillian Baylis School,
• A fire fighter on top of a building dancing.

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I will put in the box

• Incredible long pink fur,
• Beautiful glitter cascading,
• Red lovely hearts beating out love.
• I would take my box on holiday,
• Street dance in the streets of Port More
• with Cheriece and Chelsea.

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Using Metaphors to Create a Riddle
a purple beanbag!
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The Magic Box!

• By Chelsea Kenlock

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• I WILL PUT IN MY BOX.
• The bang of the cage slamming shut,
• The smell of a Sunday dinner swishing past my
  cell,
• I was crushed, crunched and then eaten.
• I WILL PUT IN MY BOX.
• The Sunday dinner sneaking up my nose,
• Knowing I would never be able to eat a delicious
  roast dinner
  
  
  Knowing I could never get the tastes of chicken
  in my mouth going down my throat just like that

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The Magic Box!

• I WILL PUT IN MY BOX.
• Three tender wishes spoken politely seeing people
  that are just like me,
• seeing my fantastic family I might not see again,
• because Im in here and theyre out there.

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• I WILL PUT IN MY BOX.
• My box is fashioned from gold and steel,
• with secrets on the lid and hearts in the
  corners,
• its hinges are the nails of a dinosaur.
• I WILL PUT IN MY BOX.
• I shall swim in my secrets,
• In the great red heart,
• Then wash ashore on a golden beach,
• The glittering colour of a golden ring
  
  
• By
  Chelsea.kenlock

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My Marvellous Magical Box!
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I will put in my boxThe 31st day of the 13th
month,A purple sky bombarded with green stars,A
dancing red pig saving the world.My box is
multicoloured with an outline of silver, silver,
silver ,With ladybirds on the lid and stories
in the corner ,Its hinges are the hair of a
blonde horse.I will go on the an awesome roller
coaster in my box,After I will swim to Morocco
in my box,Then I will fight with the most
scariest and strongest monster In the world
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• The tick tock of a French flying clock,The aroma
  of carrot cake orbiting your nostrils,Painful
  pins and needles into a fragile bodyI will put
  in my boxA drip of fragrant and luxurious water
  from a Hawaii beach,The bang of an exploding
  volcano spitting out lava ferociously,The sun
  smudging itself against the sky! I will put in
  my boxFive glorious greetings from the Arabic
  language,The final giggle of an old funny
  grandpa,The small legs of a baby wiggling like a
  worm.

By Miriam Belbehri