Blue Cube : the Poem
The Blue Cube by Bert
The blue cube is comfy
the blue cube is cool
it makes me feel good
it makes me feel free
hold on I hab to pee
Ok, I’m back. The cube is cozy,
the cube is soft,
when mom picks it up, it goes aloft.
I like when it’s crowded,
I like when it’s not,
the blue cube is good for sleeping.
How’s that? I”ll probably get better at doing poems wiff time.
Hi Cutie! I love you Bert!
Oh Bert! I think that is an excellent start to your poetry writing. I bet you become a poet laureate someday!
Good job Bert. ????