Carlos Aguilera English Period 3 February 8, 2010

Ode to my Crayon
My crayon is the best of them all The perfect color A shiny bright red Redder then a fire truck just polished It is the light in the darkness The sweet in the sour Without it my live would be meaningless Nothing compares to my crayon. A white swan as white as the snow Is like a cockroach compared to my crayon Not even a rainbow or gold can even compare to my crayon Of all of the wonders of the Earth My crayon is the first Its like the beauty of a sunset on a warm sunny day The moon in the midnight darkness So long as I have my crayon I will be happy For it is all that matters me Nothing is perfect Except for you my crayon My crayon