Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Acrostic Poem- Fireworks

Fiery, soaring into the dark night,
Intelingently made by pyrotechnicions,
Racing each other,
Entertaining people,
Wearing sparkly suits as they hit the skies,
On 5th of November they strut thier stuff,
Rearing a raving party,
Keeping everybody,
Safe and sound.

3 comments:

laffydaffy said...

pyrotechnicions are people you make fireworks, you know that they don't know how to make dark green fireworks!

MrWoody said...

wow - great poem laffy! i really am impressed.
8>)

laffydaffy said...

thanks