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My amazing english poems

Im not going to

spend

all

my

talking

about

the

ryhme

scheme

and

the

meter

and

all

that

other

stuff

so

lets

get

on

with

my

amazing

poems

the first poem is about batman

Batman

One dark stormy night there came a fright

A criminal out going postal

Armed with a gun and killing for fun

The town was filled with terror

The police were no use they were reading the news

An unstoppable force on the run

No need to mope when there still is a hope

As long as batman is still thriving

As if on queue out the window he flew

His wings still keeping him airborne

He landed with a thud, right into the mud

And startled the scared serial killer

He punched the man, and the fight began

An exchange of blows they were sharing

With his suit on his side, he was filled up with pride

And Batman was starting to succeed

Noticing this the man left like a sis

Soon to be closely followed

Away he sprang, the outlaw with his gang

Still no match for this idol

With a Batarang out, there was no doubt

That Batman would surely triumph

One by one, the men were outdone

And they were crying down on the floor

Yet the fight is not won till it’s all the way done

As Joker and Penguin appeared

Penguin came first, with his umbrella reversed

Shooting bullets streaming right by him

Dodging left and right, was the famous dark knight

Who wouldn’t be stopped for any reason

Then Penguin set out, his toy penguins about

To spray poisonous gas all around him

Trying not to breathe in, he punched the villain

And sent him flying backwards.

Sprawled on the floor, penguin lived no more

And now he sent out to get Joker.

Joker pulled out a gun, and had great fun

Enveloping Batman in bullets

With his bulletproof suit, that nobody could shoot

He walked right into the fire

With knifes shaped like cards, that could make him die hard

Joker went ahead and threw them

It was so grand, when just with his hand

Batman could knock them away

He came right up, and Jokers neck he cupped

And threw him of In the corner

Pinning him on the wall, it was curtain call

For the famous villain named joker

Batman a hero, made all the other villains zero

And never could be defeated

Neither Riddler, Mothman, nor Bane and Catwoman

Had a chance against this marvelous good guy

The legend will live on, and him we’ll look upon

As an amazing hero to remember

Now lets go on to my sonnet

a poem about summer and an hourglass

Duncan’s Sonnet

Summer is the sand in an hourglass

It slowly but surely dwindles away

By the end it seems to have gone so fast

The time ticks away from your time to play

At the start one doesn’t realize a thing

And doesn’t have a worry or a care

But finally it will end like a string

And when it comes they sit there and just swear

It goes by so fast it baffles your mind

So treat every second as if it‘s gold

Before the stretch is up your left behind

So spend your time wisely before your old

Live in the moment don’t look in the past

Live like its summer and have a great blast.

Now we have my last poems

these ones are limmericcks

I wrote three of them

The first one is about

A man-eating muffin the second one is about m.r green and the last one

drumroll

is about mrs. lefevre

Limericks

There once was a man-eating muffin

Who had a friend who was a puffin

He ate a man

Who lived in a can

And ran away, puffin-huffin.

I was in a class with a bunch of nerds

We had to learn a bunch of words

The teacher was mean

his name was Mr. green

and his only friends were some birds

I had a teacher Mrs. Lefevere

Our class would always tease her

She would cry

When she looked at the sky

And she’d often complain about a fever

By: Duncan Gans

time

and his crime fighting

it is a ballad

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