Forty-two My hair is like a kiwifruit Slivers of prickly fuzz. My eyes are like a map That guide me where to go. I fancy fingers like Beethoven Bouncing passionately amongst a piano’s wide, white smile. Like an old computer, functions my mind; Sometimes it crashes and loses files. My heart holds hope, Hope that I’ll make a difference In the lives of those I teach. I live in a classroom and consume information.
Myself My fingers are like Worms coming out of their holes. My teeth are as white as The winter snow. My heart is as cold as a snake’s blood. I live in a phone and eat The electrons - Dwight Thomson- 5th
My Older Brother George His mouth is like a long cave and no sounds come out except for loud BURPS! His burps are like a frog’s croak His eyes are as dark as coal and glitter in the night. His nose is like a rock that has been chipped. - Kathy Schmitt- 5th
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