Poems-Kiara

We're seventy savage snakes, at least, that's what we seem, our fangs are sharp and bared, our beady, black eyes gleam, we're quite intrepid creatures, our glare will make you blink, our hiss will frighten you, at least, that's what we think.
 * __We're Seventy Savage Snakes__**

We're seventy savage snakes, at least, that's what we hear, our nasty personality will make you scream in fear, and yet you need not tremble, don't quiver and run away, we only eat green vegetables, at least, that's what we say.

The turkey shot out of the oven and jumped high in the air, it knocked my grandma over, and gave the cat a scare. It burst into the pantry and gobbled up the toffee, next year, our festive turkey, will not be drinking coffee.
 * __The Turkey Shot Out of the Oven__**

__**We’re Eleven Evil Elephants**__ We're eleven evil elephants, at least, that's what we seem, our tusks are really razor-sharp, our attitude is mean, we're very terrifying, our stomp will make you blink, our trumpet'll make you shiver, at least, that's what we think.

We're eleven evil elephants, at least, that's what we hear, our huge, gigantic bodies, will squish your atmosphere, but really, we're not so scary, don't shriek and sprint away, we only eat cream pancakes, at least, that's what we say.