I have to do make a mini poem book for school,ther has to be at least 5 peoms in it.I already have 2 but i need more, so could some of you put some peoms up for me? Try not to put up real peoms from real peots because she(my teacher) might know that they are not made up from me. Thx for the help:)
so much depends apon a red wheelbarrow
lol thats all I remember
Hey I Have To Do The Same Thing In The Same Class As You!!!
PLAGIERIZER!! HOWEVER THATS SPELLED
little
Looky here
a poem that came out of Most Replies. Credit goes to me, all the way.
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A poem by Hunter
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I like it when you beat
my meat
with yer feet
that one’ll get you an A+
roses are red
violets are blue
I’m schizophrenic
and so am I
ooh! another one o’ dems poetry slams! gimme a shot:
i dunno how to write a poem,
i’m kinda stuck, like in a net,
i dunno how to write no poems,
so i’ll just ask the internet!
I can’t help wondering whether asking someone else to do your homework for you is what your teacher had in mind. 
Here’s a little poem for you dear. For future reference, it took about 180 seconds of my time.
Eager to take a
Shortcut, I have plagiarized
Miss A’s fine haiku.
Best of luck with life’s challenges dear.
MA
I think you mean dissassociative personality disorder but that’s just picking hairs.
Cathy
Here’s a real poem by a real poet.
There once was a uni-man named Musket
His poetic ability, didn’t trust it
So with on-line persistence
He requested assistance
But found all suggestions were busted
(You should have to take a test for that kind of poetic license 
)
This still can’t be beat:
It was long past sundown.
The heat and moisture of the night
mingled together in a sweltering haze.
People sat in iron-wrought chairs, drinking and talking,
as the halos of lamp lights revealed bronze goblins
playing in gardens of stone.
Gentle guitar fingers, tender and soothing,
worked the cares from a weary world.
Among sleeping cars, one wheel danced.
-Lewis W Beard
A Latin Poetic Gem
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haha wow, its got to be school appropriete
thats a good one!!
OK prince, with a kiss
YOu have awoken me to bliss,
It is incombent on me to be happy ever after
And to indulge in joy and laughter I suppose;
And yet,
I have touched a prick,
The resultant fears
Kept me asleep for a hundred years.
So what have you to offer?
Not written by me.
Cathy
I’m a going to write a poem
in the least amount of time possible
Knowing that
many
a persons
with
many
a
clown
seriously just don’t know what they’re getting into.
Clowns
no wait
people
I’m losing track
clowns?
clowns.
people
yes, they must be people.
Alot of make-up though
inches thick.
so then again
I can’t tell.
Cars faux-hawks trend money money trend trend girl
GET EM YOUNG
just as stupid. Yeah, stupid. Clowns are stupid. high-school stupid.
That’s the way it is though. Clowns get girls.
girls, girls, girls
that don’t know better.
kindof like high-school.
very much like high-school actually.
for most of us anyways.
Clowns are clowns though.
What am I going to do about it?
hmmmm… no comments. I wrotte that in… well like now. Sortof like all the rest of my posts.
I’m going to post it before re-reding it.