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S: My Poem Portfolio

FC: Sachin Reddy | My Poetry Portfolio Block 3 10/20/2010 Sachin Reddy

1: Table of Contents 1.My Mother’s Kitchen poem 2.Where I’m From poem 3.Self-Respect Poem 4.Language Arts poem

3: Mom’s Kitchen I walk into this place I see the woman cooking with grace The food smelling so good I would surely eat I would I see my mom turn on the oven And the sweet aroma I’m loven In the kitchen I see my friend cooking An apple pie I am looking I turn around and see food I am so in the mood At the end of the room I see something green I can tell it had been unseen The thing was hairy and dead And now I wish I will never be fed I see a dead man And I know the plan We are eating him tonight But he seems like he’ll taste alright I call eating his arms These women make food like charms!

5: Where I'm From I am strong and handsome I wonder what happens when you die I hear the crying baby I see the angels in the nights sky I want money I am strong and handsome I pretend to be a football player I feel the pain inside I touch the shutter button I worry about my grades I cry when a dog dies I am strong and handsome I understand that people are dying I say that people should not have violence I dream the god will gift me I try to help people I hope that I will get good grades I am strong and handsome

7: Self Respect Poem Sometimes I am brave, sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I help, sometimes I won’t. Depend on my mood, I might even not care. It really just depends on your attitude towards me. I’m not your enemy. And I ain’t your best friend. But I learned that helping is good. Because I am a good person. I’m not mean. My worth is not determined by your judgment. No matter what you say, I will always be myself.

9: Language Arts Poem Whenever I walk into class I feel that all my time will pass From all the enjoyment I'm having And all the knowledge I'm grabbing I'm always having a blast And class goes by so fast I wish all of school was Language Arts If I did I would be getting very smart When the class ends I say goodbye to all my friends And wish I could stay But I will come back the next day

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