I had to learn and say this poem as part of my drama workshop.
The Sea
The sea is a hungry dog,
Giant and grey,
He rolls on the beach all day,
His clashing teeth,
And shaggy jaws,
Hour upon hour,
He gnaws the ,
Rumbling, tumbling stones,
And bones, bones, bones, bones,
The giant sea dog moans,
Licking his greasy paws,
And howls amd hollows,
Long and loud,
But on quiet days,
In May and June,
When even the grasses,
On the jun,
Play no more,
Their reedy tune,
With his head between,
His paws,
He lies on the sandy shores,
So quiet, so quiet,
He scarcely snores.
By James Reeve

It reminds me of the sea, I am going to write my own poem about the sea.
The Sea
The sea looks like boats go up and down,
The waves go up and down like boats rowing,
The sun makes the sea look shiny and blue,

I can't think of anything else, I will write more next time.

My friends from Canada came to vist, we made up a play about a wardrobe. We had a lot of fun.
I have worked really hard today, and I am tired now.