Twas the millennium before christmas

'Twas the millennium before Christmas, and all through the cottage,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a spider moneky.
The hats were hung by the loveseat with care,
In hopes that St. Jeff soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their sofas,
While visions of sugar-pork fried rice danced in their belly buttons.
And enemy in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the chimney to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
shot open the shutters, and touched up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave the luster of mid-sunday to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear?
But a chubby aardvark, and eight tiny squids.

With a little old driver, so lively and pink,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Jeff.
More rapid than pigs his squids they came,
And he whistled, and sniffled, and called them by name;

"Now, Dasher! Now, Richard! Now, Deer and Vixen!
On, Codger! On Gerbil! On, Smock and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! To the top of the orange!
Now bathe away! Bathe away! Bathe away all!"

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof,
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the loveseat St. Jeff came with a bound.

His eyes -- how they juggled! His dimples, how magic!
His biceps were like potatoes, his pinky like a muffin!

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work,
And filled all the hats, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his thumb aside of his ring finger,
And giving a nod, up the loveseat he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a splash,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good millennium!"

Easter Song

Twelve Holly Days

On the first day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
a eggnog in a pear tree.

On the second day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the third day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
three yellow taxis, two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the fourth day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
four fast balloons, three yellow taxis, two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the fifth day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
five funny eggs, four fast balloons, three yellow taxis, two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnogin a pear tree.

On the sixth day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
six monsters dancing, five funny eggs, four fast balloons, three yellow taxis, two hairytaxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the seventh day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
seven turtles swimming, six monsters dancing, five funny eggs, four fast balloons, threeyellow taxis, two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the eighth day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
eight ostrich slopping, seven turtles swimming, six monsters dancing, five funny eggs, four fast balloons, three yellow taxis, two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the ninth day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
nine shops dancing, eight ostrich slopping, seven turtles swimming, six monstersdancing, five funny eggs, four fast balloons, three yellow taxis, two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the tenth day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
ten ducks leaping, nine shops dancing, eight ostrich slopping, seven turtles swimming, six monsters dancing, five funny eggs, four fast balloons, three yellow taxis, two hairytaxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the eleventh day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
eleven carrots eating, ten ducks leaping, nine shops dancing, eight ostrich slopping, seven turtles swimming, six monsters dancing, five funny eggs, four fast balloons, threeyellow taxis, two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

On the twelfth day of easter, Mrs Dougeenie gave to me
twelve boxes falling, eleven carrots eating, ten ducks leaping, nine shops dancing, eightostrich slopping, seven turtles swimming, six monsters dancing, five funny eggs, fourfast balloons, three yellow taxis, two hairy taxis, and a(n) eggnog in a pear tree.

How my instrument produces sound

My instrument produces sound by tapping the cans with a stick making the cans vibrate. This causes a sound wave to be formed and the sound wave travels out the bottom of the cans and to your ears. My instrument is Xylodrum

Hiwi the Kiwi

"Have you packed the life jackets" I said.

"No, we don't need them we know how to swim" said my Dad.

" Take them we need them" I yelled.

"Ok," said my Dad " we can take them"

When we got to the boat ramp my dad took the flares and the beacon out of the boat.

"What are you doing" I said.

"Taking them out" said my dad.

"Why?" I said.

"We haven't crashed before" said my dad in an angry voice.

When we left my dad packed everything I told him to take, on the boat everyone wore a life jacket because I told them to.

Bang, the boat got a big hole in the bow, our boat started to sink in th sea. As we're bobbing up and down I paddle over to our sinking boat, I grab the beacon and push it under the salt water to trigger the life guards to come and save us.

"There's the helicopter" my dad yells.

They can't see us" my dad screams.

"I've got this" I say.

I grab the flare and aim the flare at the helicopter like I'm trying to shoot it. Then the helicopter should see us. I hear someone yell,

"We're are you"

A few seconds after I let a hand flare go, bang, a big cloud of bright orange smoke attracts the helicopter to drop a ladder for all the people who where on our boat.when we got to the shore my dad said,

"Thanks."

Don't say thank you to me say it to Hiwi the Kiwi.

Everyone who goes fishing wear a life jacket,and take flares and a beacon.

Accident story

"Stop!" a lady yelled. Bang! The car got T-boned. As litres of petrol pore out of the tank the hot day ignites the fresh petrol into flames that light all the trees around the two cars on fire the lady screams as the lighten petrol gets closer and closer. Sirens of the fire trucks get louder,  she hears the litres of water putting out the red hot flames that could kill her.

As the ambulance gets the old lady to the hospital to check if she has any burns, the other person in the car had almost died because a peice of class almost hit his heart. As he's going throw surgery the old lady had no burns.

When the person got out of surgery he went home to his hotel the lady and the person in the other car meet at a coffee shop and had a hot chocolate and a coffee together.

My talent is striker in soccer

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