Wednesday, March 17, 2010


Balloons, balloons go up and down.
Balloons, balloons go round and round.
Balloons, balloons I want one now.
Balloons, balloons have no sound.
Balloons here, balloons there, balloons everywhere.
Kids love them, play with them
And pop them at last!

By Earle
Room 2

1 comment:

mrs sigamoney said...

hi earle
what a delightful poem. nothing like balloons to brighten up your day. well done!