Done by: Rowdha Al Zarooni
Teacher: Mr. Rabeeh
Conflict poem| Page 3|
Poem about family| Page 5|
A sonnet of William Shakespeare| Page 6|
She is a woman| Page 7|
School| Page 9|
A haiku | Page 10|
Simile and metaphor| Page 11|
Hate | Page 12|
You're listening to the radio station "Pieces of Eight"
and, if you've only just dragged yourself out of bed,
today's gladatorial combat, on which Frank and John will commentate, is the much hyped tabloid champion, The Daily Lines, against Sam Celeb. A late handover as usual Jim. Still, now we can start.
You'd be late to Latecomer's Anonymous, and that is joking apart. Oh come on. Leave him alone Frank. Let's get on with the show. It's a ripsnorter today. Don't touch that dial. We'll report on every blow. We have two old hands competing today so let's review the form. The Daily Lines
has a ten game unbroken run. A win would be the norm.
While Sam Celeb has never taken on an opponent of this size
but has beaten numerous other publications during his meteoric rise. There's not even standing room left here at the Colosseum.
Knowing that one of them has to lose everyone wants to come and see 'em. The crowd roars as Sam Celeb is the first to step into the arena. He postures for the crowd. I hope he takes them to the cleaners. Now The Daily Lines
appears. An intimidating adversary.
There has never been a gladiator better known for his ferocity. Not waiting for Sam to finish playing to the gallery
The Lines weighs in with a gossip column created by Vixen Valerie. Such a low blow is to be expected. It really gets my goat.
Now look at him. Parading around. Having a good gloat.
Not yours it's alleged. Oooh. You would hope that Sam knew better.I thought he was too smart to try to answer with a letter. Such a pity. I was hoping that this would be the end for that cur. Now it looks like a miracle would be needed for...