poems

Drip Drop

Let the rain fall on your head, Drip-drop Plip-plop Slippery-slop My head is all wet!

The Rain

The rain is cold, wet, slippery, and yucky it pours, floods, clogs, too wet to play, there can be storms, the rain is musty, misty, and there are a lot of puddles everywhere!!

Lets Go See Quaker Ridge!

Sitting in Scarsdale we’ll see the new building and all the new stuff we’ll walk in the hallways we’ll learn in the classroom we’ll play on the playground After recess, are the kids are all sweaty and hot Running like manic And screaming when school is over All the kids moan and groan when they have to do homework instead of playing with friends or having fun Then the next morning We have to go to school again BOOO!!!!!

By: Nina Marmon