Kalypso The Odyssey

Here’s a poem that I wrote for english class:
Rain

The rain is falling forevermore down,
Forevermore falling, falling onto the ground,
These tears from the heavens, they all fall around,
They fall all around without making a sound.

The rain makes me sad, but not for it’s wet,
Not for the coolness, as the sun starts to set,
No, I become sad when the clouds are upset,
Because of what happened, that I’ll never forget.

Do you know why rain falls, why rain falls for me?
Because a day long ago, we met at the sea,
So happy we were, that boy and me,
We would talk of our sorrows till they left us to be.

But the sorrows came back as the boy went away,
Death took his soul and flew off in the day,
For a god was I then, and forever I stay,
My curse is to live and not go away.

So I stay here on earth with the rain’s silent sound,
The clouds and I cry with our tears falling down,
They fall to the floor and sink into the ground,
I envy the earth as it painlessly drowns.

It’s a new year. Why not have some cheer? Some great times and some parts too, well come on and let’s party with you oh come on celebration come on celebrate …

The sea splashed the shore and a whale, washed up and cried as its body dried up. Abandoned, sad ,dying, and hungry it cried for many days untill the day of a herd and what a herd it was. It was as if a volcano erupted and it sounded like niagra falls. Bulls, giraffes,cats, dogs, monkeys, reptiles, birds and humans…the things that will later save his life.

My love for you is very strong, my love for you is also wrong. You are both cute you are both great but who will be my number eight. I love you both it’s hard too choose but where is my daily news. Whoever findes it will be the one that I will choose for years to come.

ospylak kalypso. esereht therese. ekim mike.

How fast can you say: she sells sea shells by the sea shore, or how much wood chuck could a wood chuck chuch? I can say them both quite fast. Can you?

Odaytay Iay earedlay boutay igpay aterlay.
Today I learned about pig Latin. My father taught it to me. Now I can make my friends think I’m crazy.

I have a bunny, he so funny, I named him cunny, and I love him sooooooo oh, oh.

King Tut . . . a boy but a king. He died so young and became a god. And hidden for no one to find. Locked away dead with a curse for whoever discovers him. And the curse remained. His chamber hidden in the Valley of the Kings with treasure beyond anyone’s wildest dreams.

I love rock and roll. I love rock and roll.
I love rock and roll. I love rock and roll.