The jaguar

The jaguar stalks hisprey, from the tall saharan grass. He can make out the top of the gazelle's antlers. His claws did deep into the ground to gain as much levrage as possible. Th Jaguar ready to pounce..

"BANG!" off the distance sounded a gunshot, the gazelle sprints away while the jaguar, lay on the ground in a pool of his own red fluid. He takes a a deep rest.

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pets that i love

My cat ginger was really cool. I used to pull on her tail and she never got mad. I also played the key board on her "birthday". Matilda my dog was funny because she didn't like anything that wasn't in my familly. When i was on the floor, she would always lick my face. My other dog bobo was funny because he was a spaz. He would run everywhere. Bobo was a boston terrier.

Baseball poem

When I breathe,

I smell the oily leather from my glove,

the soft clay on the pitchers mound,

and the dew from the grass.

When I walk,

I imagine the soft grass folding under my spikes,

and stretching in the outfield.

When I think,

I think about throwing,

hitting,

base-stealing.

When I eat,

I see myself eating a hotdog just off the charcoal grill at a game,

hearing the ball smack the mit,

with a loud popping noise,

as the pitch is thrown then caught.

When I talk,

I talk about players,

games I play in,

games I've watched,

how I pitch.

Baseball,

it's my life.

The Color Poem

Mauvelous is how I feel when I awake,
Not yet fullly bright and excited,
but almost there.
Mulberry when I'm embarrassed or suprised,
like when I'm called out in class for not listening
or scared when something jumps out behind a corner. 

I'm done for the day, electric lime, calm, watching t.v., 

Goodnight.