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Dear teddybear
Dear teddybear,
thank you for letting me cry
into your soft fur.
Thank you
for not saying: "Be a big girl,
stop crying!"
Thank you
for cuddling with me when I'm afraid
of the ghost under my bed.
Thank you
for not saying: "Ghosts do not exist."
Thank you
for being there everytime I need you.
Dear teddybear,
I will never forget you.
(Nadine Lux, 5a)
Hey there,
I’m a bear.
But I want to be
a wannabe bee
so that I don’t need any money
for my honey.
(Alexander Pilar,
5a)
No matter how hard my life will be
There will always be you
Who holds me tight
And never lets go
Who makes me laugh
When my eyes are filled with tears
Who I can trust
Who gives all the love he has
Who stands by my side.
You filled the empty hole in my heart -
That was dark inside -
With love.
I hope you know
How much you mean to me
(Angelika Freitag, 5a)
Christmas
It’s cold outside,
the snow is white.
I make a rhyme,
about Christmas time.
I love the Christmas tree
and I like to drink some tea.
Soon it’s Christmas time
and this was my rhyme.
(Stefanie Rehrl, 5a)
PIZZA
It has no corners,
it is round.
You have to eat it with honor,
buy it for 7 pounds.
With cheese and oregano,
and some are vegan.
With ham or fish
Fast as a dish.
It has no corners,
it is round.
Fast Pizza
For just 7 pounds.
(Magdalena Führer,
5a)
The shadow
On a green meadow,
there was a big shadow.
I´ve never seen that before,
maybe it´s something to adore.
I hope it´s nothing bad,
´cause I´m so afraid.
Do you have the courage you need?
If yes, let´s move your feet.
Do you know what I can see?
There is a big, cute bumblebee.
(Julia Straßberger, 5a)
Once there was love,
once there was joy,
and with one only word
you destroyed that all.
I tried to forget you,
I tried it so hard,
But I just can’t stop wondering,
What could've torn us apart.
Now I’m sitting here,
Wishing I could turn back time,
Wishing I could take out my book of life,
To cross out your line.
'Cause after all I still love you,
And wishing you would, too,
Is the most painful thing
I will ever have to get through.
(Crystal Tiki, 5a)
Snow
Oh snow, Oh snow
I love you so
When I feel you
under my skiis
I fall down on my knees
When I fall down on my knees
With my face to the rising sun
I feel that the day will be nothing
But fun, fun, fun
And when the sun's shining
In my heart so bright
I just want to
Ride, ride, ride
Oh snow, Oh snow
I love you so
(Paul Resch, 5a)
Because of my bird’s “peep“,
I can’t fall asleep,
I’m so weak!
I shoot him down from the cage’s peak,
Now he’s falling deep.
He only lived one week.
My bird was a Greek,
Now he’s a dead freak.
Finally, I can sleep.
(Agnes Dietrich, 5a)
Birds, they fly
Birds, they fly
Touch the sky
Glide through clouds
Stand out in crowds
Birds, they fly
Dive through the sky
Rise in height
Against the light
Birds, they fly
Embrace the sky
Unfold their wings
When dawn sings
Birds, they fly
High in the sky
Are totally free
Like I wanna be
(Amelie Zotter,
5a)
The Black Cat
There was a cat
which was black
and called Jack.
Jack met a Rat
which was red
and called Mad.
When Mad saw Jack,
the rat turned black,
the cat turned a rat.
Now Mad was Jack
and Jack was Mad.
(Matthias Meyer, 5a)
Autumn
The leaves change their colour.
The sky is dark grey.
The cold wind is blowing.
The neighbour's hat flies away.
The leaves fall down,
lie on the ground and get brown.
The days go by faster.
You guess the quiz like a master -
it’s Autumn -
and basta !
(Tim Reichert,
5a)
Birdy
Birdy, Birdy,
in the sky,
what are you doing to my eye?
It smells like sugar,
it looks like soup -
oh my God, it’s birdy poop!
(Monica Brandtner, 5a)
Oh Will, I know
Oh Will, I love you I just know, you do too
In my sleep I call your name
And I just know, you do the same
Saying it’s impossible ‘cause you live in a book
I think you know that won’t let you off the hook
A love like yours and mine - wait, can you hear that ‘Quack’?
Know, I’ll protect you and stand between you and that vicious duck
So, Will! Let’s bond and marry
Yes, I know that your chest is hairy
That was obviously a lie
'Coz ape like men make me cry
And we all know the truth:
William Herondale's skin is fabulously smooth
But enough of that crap
Upsie daisy, of course I meant chat
Oh Will, I love you
I just know you do, too
Oh, and guys, don’t give me that look
I couldn’t help falling in love with that boy from the book.
(Carolyn Kraus, 5a)
Poem
Sing a song and let us fly
Let us fly before you die
Before you die I have to cry
I have to cry so let us fly
Let us fly above the sky
Above the sky you see me cry
You see me cry and ask me „why?“
You ask me „why?“ and I say „Because you die“
(Raphael Sachs, 5a)
My reflection in the mirror
There is no smile on my face
No emotions
Walking alone in the streets
But they are empty
Just like my heart
After waking up from a dream
that was about you
This morning of reality feels so empty
Without you
I don’t know what to do
And that’s true
You don’t feel like I do
(Michelle Gal, 5a)
Fall
If the rain dosen’t want to stop
and the leaves don’t want to stay
then everybody will know
fall is coming slow.
(Helena Brandner, 5a)
Peter and the Turkey
Every year Peter cooks a turkey at Christmas
But this time he had fun, more or less
After gutting out the animal, he was now able
To stuff out the dead turkey with a lot of vegetable
When he wanted to put the turkey into the oven
He thought: ”A good turkey this year I've chosen!”
But walking over, he slipped on the floor
And he threw the turkey beside the door
Because the turkey lay in the muckiness
He had to use his cleverness
But his thought was very perky,
Because he didn't want to cook a new turkey
Everybody ate the food,
But nevertheless Peter was in a bad mood
Then he heard: ”This is the best turkey you have ever made,
And this will be so for a decade!”
Very big was Peter's happiness,
'Cause nobody had noticed that cooking the turkey had been such a mess!
(Annika Lozar, 5a)
Autumn
The leaves are red
I walk ahead
The leaves are yellow
They seem so mellow
The leaves are brown
They are falling down
(Antonia Surböck, 5a)
The turkey
Once in a thanksgiving night
A turkey wasn’t alright
He tried not to land on a plate
None of the humans was his mate
He felt so frustrated
He was ill-fated!
The turkey wanted to flee
He hid under a tree
After a short time
The turkey wasn’t fine -
He was served on a silver plate
(Antonia Surböck, 5a)