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INTERMEDIATE I

           AN EXCITING DAY                             Soon the stair is gone and then a wall.             They even wash each other.
                                                       T h en ju st a stum p is left                       A great big blackbird comes along.
   One day I was with my sister. I was                 A nd the bare ground cries.                         And throws them in the gutter.
coining home from school. I got up
to the doorstep and I saw a mouse. I                                                      Lauren Brown                                           Howie Grace
scream ed a n d so did my sister. We
both held each other. We were very                     HALLOWEEN
scared. O ur m aid heard us and came
out w ith a fly sw atter an d scared him                                                                   AUTUMN
in the bushes and we never saw him
again.                                                 One Halloween I saw an Egyptian                     As the leaves begin to turn colors,  the
                                                          queen.                                           And begin to glide down from         the
                                      Debbie Shaw
                                                       A nother Halloween I got a jelly bean.                 trees,
             WEE LITTLE ME                             A nother Halloween I saw an awful
                                                                                                           And they look like feathers in
W ee little me was walking in the gar­                    witch.                                              breeze,
   den.                                                A nother Halloween she got an awful
                                                                                                           W e know th a t this is autum n.
W hen a big, big bumble bee buzzed                        itch.
   at me.                                              Another Halloween I heard a black'                  W hen the trees lift their arms into
                                                                                                              the wind,
T hen he said, “ I beg your pardon.”                      cat (O h no, excuse m e; it was a
H e said he was sorry to wee little me.                   tiny rat!)                                       O r bow down to the great world in
                                                       A nother Halloween there was an aw ­                   autum n,
We had fun, playing there in the gar­                     ful ghost.
    den,                                               A nother H allow een he always liked                And as we look down to the ground.
                                                          to boast.                                        W e see a blanket of feathers,
U ntil it was late and he had to go                                                                        T h a t has fallen from the sky.
    home.                                                                                  Jeff Anderson

Again he said, “I beg your pardon.”                    FINGAL                                              As the wind howls with anger,
He promised to bring me a honey                                                                            And then with rage,
                                                          I have a boat called the Fingal. It              And the trees look as if they would
   comb.                                               is 46 feet long, an d it weighs 15 tons.
                                K itty Humpstone       It has a dink called “Rainy Day,”                      run away,
                                                       w hich is 10 feet long and weighs 10                If God had not p u t them deep in
    7 D O N ’T K N O W A N Y T H I N G                 pounds.
                                                                                                              soil.
W hen a leaf falls it falls from a tree,                  Inside the boat is a gas lan tern
Anyone knows it but what about me?                     w hich is quite lovely a t night. W e               W hen all the leaves have fallen.
I d o n ’t know anything, I d o n ’t know              use it when we go away on the Fingal.               T he wind still keeps on blowing.
                                                                                                           F or this new' season is w inter,
   why.                                                   We have four bunks on the Fingal,                A nd a u tu m n has passed and is gone.
I never will know anything until I                     a sleeping bag and a m attress. It is
                                                       quite h ard to sleep on the floor as it is                                                Philip James
    die.                                               very cold.
                                           M ia Prior                                                      A N E L F ’S P AL A C E
                                                           We have two masts on the boat,
                       SAND                            one on the bow th a t is 82 feet high               I know a place th a t’s decked w ith
                                                       an d a small one th a t is 20 feet high.               gold.
Sand an am ber color                                   So th a t’s all a bout the F ingal our
Black dot lying on its am ber coat.                                                                        But it’s a secret not to be told.
W hen you put your feet in it, it                      boat.                                               Will you come to this place with me?
                                                                                            T hor Paulsen  T h ere are some things you’ll like to
   forms a clear thin sheet over your
   toes.                                               THE BIRD BATH                                          see.
Build a castle out of sand by the sea                                                                      I think a dress of blue,
W inding stair and all.                                I usually fill the birdbaths,  take their           Will look quite nice on you.
W atch the w ater take it away, bit by                                                wash and             But th e re ’s a bridge you’ll have to
   bit.                                                And clean them every day.
                                                       T he birds all come and                                cross
                                                                                                           So be careful of the slippery moss.
                                                          baths,
                                                       A nd then they fly away.                                                                 Leslea Keevil
                                                       The blue jays come and

                                                          wash.

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