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My Dog
By - Sierra - 1st Grade

My dogs name is Buddy
and I love cowboys.
But because my dog is muddy
the cows make noise.
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by Evan - 2nd Grade

There was a dog
whose owner's name was Joe
they went for a jog
but the dog was too slow.

A Horse named Rocket
met a rooster named Joe
who found a locket
and started to crow.

There once was a dog
that played with a cat
the dog went for a jog
and the cat chased a rat.
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by Kia - 2nd Grade

I once had a cat
and he was so funny.
He hit a bug with a bat
and then chased a bunny.

There once was a mole
his name was Buzz
he lived in a hole
with lots of fuzz.

I have a dog
his name is Sunny.
He sat on a log
and acted funny.

I once had a dog
he had big teeth.
I chased him into a bog
because he was a thief.
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WOW!
by Haley  - 3rd Grade

There once was a cow
that loved green grass.
Then she watched the old sow
and went to Central Cass.

She met a horse
they went far away.
When they arrived at the golf course,
they began to play.

Then the cow croaked
just like a frog.
Because he smoked
always in a bog.

The horse was so sad he cried.
He cried a huge river.
Because his dear friend died
so the horse had to bury his friend's liver.
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My Dog Chance
by Lance  - 4th Grade

My dog's name is Chance.
His favorite place is my aunt's farm.
Sometimes he plays in her plants.
My cousin's dog and Chance fit like a charm.

My dog does not play fetch with me.
I throw the bone to him,
but then he will flee.
He got the bone and climbed a limb.

My dog is like a tick magnet.
When he plays with the dog Daisy.
We give them bones and this is what we get.
Chance is sometimes very lazy.

Once he took my dad's steak.
I laughed so hard I cried.
My dad started to laugh, but it was fake.
He said, "You can run, but you can't hide."

Chance is our fourth dog.
He always comes when I call.
He barks at everything, even a log.
Of my four dogs he's the best of them all.
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When I Was Herding Cattle
by Andrea - 5th Grade

As I was herding cattle
on my horse Lilly,
I heard a rattle
it was by another horse Billy.

He was playing around
I went over there quick.
He was playing on the ground
then she gave me a quick lick.

I went to the trailer to get my rope
and then went back to the cattle.
Then Lilly started loping
it scared me right out of my saddle.

When I fell off my horse
I tried to get back on
But he wouldn't let me of course
so I rode Billy back to the lawn.

After I put Billy away in the barn
I went back to get Lilly
Then I saw her and she was far away, oh Darn!!
So I went back to get Billy.

When I started to get on Billy
he didn't want to go
Now I couldn't see Lilly
Now the sun was getting low.

I knew that Lilly was gone now
I was sad
I wondered how
then I knew I was not glad.
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My Horse
by Ben  - 6th Grade

My horse is brown.
He is so nice.
He's the best in town,
but he's afraid of mice.

He's very tame,
and he never gets mad.
To me he's got more fame
than Michael Jackson had.

He's got this white spot
on his head.
He drinks water from a pot
before he goes to bed.

I got this horse for free.
And that's pretty good deal.
I've been keeping a secret inside me.
My horse isn't real.
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