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Pandas
Pandas are precious and nice
They eat no meat
Except for some mice

They do not sleep
They only snooze
They mostly eat different types of bamboos - the tallest grass in the world


Ninja
Brave little ninja
Always staying true
Keeping to your code
No one sees you
Die in a far away land
Not a soul knows
They don't know that someone is waiting
Waiting for their ninja baby to come home
Brave little ninja
Far away from home
Died in the mountain tops all alone
For a cause they do not know
They were just following orders
Never will see their mother or father again
Cause they died in no man's land
Brave little ninja
Poor little ninja
You died for nothing

Monkey
There were monkeys in my kitchen
They were making quite a mess!
They were jumping on the sofa
They were all playing chess
Then in came Mr. Tofa
Who told them all to stop?
But they did not listen
And they all began to hop
They were monkeys in my kitchen
They were running all about
When I told them all to leave
They all began to pout
I called the police,
I called the FBI,
I called a secret detective
But I’ve know idea why
They all thought I was crazy
They thought I lost my marbles
Then from the kitchen cupboards
I heard the monkey’s scrambles
When I went to investigate
I found I was too late!
Monkeys down the halls
Monkeys on the walls
The monkeys drinking beer
Were looking really queer
Monkeys making eggs
Monkeys chewing Barbie legs
The Monkeys that were cooks
Were all throwing books
Monkeys eating pencils
Monkeys breaking pretzels
Monkeys licking stamps
Monkeys breaking lamps
My brother Dan
Even saw one
Hanging from the ceiling fan
I told them all to leave
I even said pleaze!
And then within seconds
No more monkeys in my house
No more attacking my mouse
No more monkeys in my hair
No more monkeys anywhere

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Family Poem Our family is the proverbial egg that we were hatched from. Everything about who we are, both our nature and nurture comes from our family. Often in western society, we stray far from our family and may not talk to them for years at a time. We may feel that we have nothing in common with them. We may choose to run away from our roots because they are too painful to face. Ultimately however, our past holds the key to our future. If we do not face where we come from, we will have difficulty understanding our present and future.  cookiezR4me · Sat Sep 04, 2010 @ 12:11am · 0 Comments

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