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Take a look at some poems written by Irish Children
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The Alien |
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was
as round as the moon.
He
came in June
And
he flew in on a spoon
His hair was pink and his knees were green He played a tune on the digeridoo As he danced in the door of his stange spacecraft He looked so daft As he laughed and laughed
BY D.Casey |
The Alien Was round as the moon. I laughed at him, Because he look like a cartoon. ii His hair was pink And his knees were green He had a teacher That was really mean.
iii As he danced in the door of his strange spacecraft I langh at him because He was having a bath BY D.Stanton |
The Alien
Was
as round as the moon
He flew in his new spacecraft Far to soon.
ii His hair was pink and his knees were green He was r eally keenOn some pink jellybeans.
iii As he danced in the door of his strange spacecraaft We saw he was cold'Coz he was having a bath.
BY D.Williamson |
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The
alien
Was
as round as a moon,
He
said his birthday
Is in
the middle ofJune.
2
His
hair was pink
and
his knees were green,
He
looked very mean
And
he was only a teen
3
As he
danced in the door,
Of
his strange spacecraft.
He looked very funny, ‘Coz he wore a cast. BY E.Fitzgearld
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The alien was round as the moon. He fell in a sand dune. And found a baboon.ii His hair was pink. And his knees were green. He was very mean, The worst I've seen.iii As he danced in door of his strange spacecraft, It was the scariest thing I’ve ever heard BY D.Brickley |
The alien was round as the moon He made a cartoon About a baboon. ii
His hair was pink and his knees were green. He was really very keen On anything mean iii
As he danced in the door of his strange spacecraft. He had a bath and then built a raft. BY A.M.O'Sullivan |
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Our New Computer |
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I
love our new computer,
The
coolest you can get,
I bet
its better than a jet,
Or a
brand new pet,
II
I
can’t live without it,
I
could spend all day,
I’d
love it to be may,
I
want my way,
III
It’s
everything I wanted,
But
it cant stop me,
From
living by the sea,
And
having my tea,
IV
But
its still not like people,
Our
even like my pet,
I
would rather spend my time
On the net!!
BY L.Eivers |
I I love our new computer The coolest you can get, It's not as smelly as our pet But I bet it has the internet.
II I can`t live with out it, I could spend all day, I don`t want to go out and play Even though its May.
III Its every thing I wanted But it can`t stop me. From having lots of biscuits, With a nice cup of tea.
IV But still its not like people, Or even like my pet But whenever my new computer sick, I take it to the vet!!! BY M.Brickley |
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I love our new computer, The coolist you can get. You can even make a bet on the internet.
II I can`t live without it, I could spend all day Without going away to play with clay.
III Its every thing I wanted, But it cant stop from having A cup of tea, While watching some T.V !!
BY M.Bowland
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I
love our new computer,
The
coolest you can get,
Every
time it get’s wet,
I
take it to the vet.
2
I
can’t live without it,
I
Could spend all day,
My
mum took it away,
So my friends could
come and play,
3
Its
everyting I wanted,
But
it can't stop me,
From
climbling up a tree,
Or
eating lots of peas.
4
But
still its not like people,
Or
even like my pet.
BY J.Hennessy
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VERSE I
I love our new computer The coolest you can get Its cooler than my dog And I’ll get up and set!
VERSE II I can’t live without it I could spend all day Trying to find another computer But I don’t have enough to pay!
verse iii
Its everything I wanted But it can’t stop me Having lots of biscuits Or a cup of tea!
verse iv
But still its not like people Or even like my pet It will last a hundred yearsI’ll even make a bet!!! C.O'Sullivan
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VERSE 1 I love are new computer the coolest you can get . when it is wetverse 2 I can't live without it I could spend all day. playing with clay verse 3 It's everthing I wanted but it cant stop me from having a cup of teaBY W.Toomey
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Cnag ar an doras
Cnag ar an doras Is féach isteach, Bain díot do hata, Is siúil isteach. Suigh ar an stól, Is bí ag ól, Is conas atá tú ar maidin
Cnag ar an doras, Is féach isteach, Árdaigh and laiste, Agus buail isteach. Suigh ar an stól Is ól do dheoch, Is conas taoi féin ar maidin.
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An Cúpan Tae Mise an cupán, Táim lán le tae. Cuir bainne agus siúcra orm, Is measc go maith mé
Oscail do bhéal, Is ól braon tae. Ar ais liom ar an mbórd arís, NACH DEAS MÉ !!
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Kissing the Blarney Stone, Cork, Ireland
| Five miles north west of the small city of Cork is the village of Blarney - its name being derived from the Irish An blarna meaning 'the plain'. Near the village, standing almost 90 feet in height, is the solidly built castle of Blarney. The present castle, the third built at the site, was erected in 1446 by Cormac MacCarthy. Built on a rock, above several caves, the tower originally had three storeys. On the top storey, just below the battlements on the parapet, is the world famous Blarney Stone, said to give the gift of eloquence to all who kiss it. Kissing the stone is quite a physical feat. In the old days people who kissed the Blarney Stone were hung by their heels over the edge of the parapet. One day a pilgrim broke from the grasp of his friends and went hurtling downward to certain death. Since that time the stone has been kissed by another method. You sit with your back to the stone and a local guide or friend sits upon your legs or firmly holds your feet. Next you lean far back and downward into the abyss and, grasping the iron rails, lower yourself until your head is even with the stone to be kissed. |
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