Blending in white and black,
To catch its food in a pack,
It runs through the grass,
Nice and fast.   

 by Abby 

The seal protects itself by blending in,
By using its gray fin,
The seal eats mainly fish,
It catches the fish with a swish.

By Jack

As the Tiger moves along,               
The rain forest sings its song,
It has its weapon a deadly bite,
He uses it when he’s in a deadly fight.

The coyote hunts by fighting,
   It uses painful biting,
    His waters fairly rare,  

which leaves it in total despair.

By Alex 

The penguin is slow and it is strong,         

It grows to be quiet long,
So its sharp claws,                           
Always catch fish raw.

               By Girish                                                         

The mean crocodile lashes like lightening,                          

for animals in the swamp it’s quite frightening,                 

it drags them to their death,                                            

when animals go for a drink they never leave.

By Drew                     

The Grasslands can hold many things,                    

but the lions are the kings,                           

my animal’s fur is tan,                                   

it lives on green, grassy land.

In the woods a black bear likes to play,
And it will do it any day,
His fur is thick and soft,
And his cave is his loft.

By Allyson

The poison dart frog is the king,     
It eats bugs and many other things,
It slurps up the water with its tongue,

And it likes to wrap itself around a tree rung.

By Peter

As the Bobcat darts along,
 The desert sings its song,
 After the Bobcat kills its prey,
 It eats and happily walks away.
   

     By Sam

When a Gila monster stops for desert air,
All it can do is blankly stare,
As a Gila monster lies in the shaded sand,
It always scans for its prey and it always feels grand,

By Nate

As the chinchilla moves,
Animals watch it groove,
Oh so rare,
A mammal with hair,
Glares in the steamy desert air.

By George

The musk ox muffling through the trees,
not even down to its knees,
it has many layers of fat and fur,
and it has horns that curve.

My animal sometimes lives in a cave,
And it is very brave,
It won’t attack an ox,
And it is a fox.

By Molly

Cheetahs

The cheetah runs really fast,
You might never see them run past,
My animal has lots of black dots,
My animal lives in grass lots and lots

By Mary B.

The lion cub plays all day,
But when he spots food he chases the prey,
After he works hard he takes a nap,
Then rolls over and lands in a gap!

By Mary

The bear has its own cave,
it is really brave,
when it catches its fish,    
it has its wish.

By Reece

As arctic wolf goes prowling,
It stops to do its howling.
You can here it in the distance,
The mysterious noise that glistens.

By Max

As the polar bear roams the cold,
Its secret is being told,
As the polar bear walks the ice,
Trust me it is never nice.

By Avery

The moose wanders on and around,

If you listen you won’t hear a sound,

Except for the moose crunching in leaves,

The leaves that move swiftly with the breeze.

            BY: MADDY

The arctic hare has big ears,
That help it hear when things are near.
When the arctic hare finds its food,
It will change its mood.

By Allison

The fox is sly and quick,
He might hear you if you step on a stick,
He also might be watching you from behind your back,
If your not careful, you might turn into his snack!

I the slithery snake whistle a deadly song,
While the prairie dog walks along,
The prairie dog is in shock then snake starts to talk,
The snake must stalk!
                  
                                          By Kiley

The tree is free,
Just like me,
The water hole is near,
Doesn’t that RHYME with dear,
The air is cool the air is damp,
You might as well hear my tramp,
There is a place I call home,
That place is where I Roam.

By Eddie

A buffalo has hair and hair,
It has more hair than a bear,
It likes to run in lakes and ponds,
It also eats the grasslands’ lawns.

By Camryn

The owner of the land,
Spies a victim on the sand,
The eagle claws the fish,
It is the eagle’s favorite dish.

By Connor

The lake is my space to stay,
I will crunch my jaw to catch my prey,
My scales are like mini shields for my tiny base,
They protect my space.

By Cameron

The orca he owns his land,
His space in the ocean is grand,
A couple seal feet,
Might be a good treat.

By Evan

I watch the thorny devil kill its prey,
as it walks along the misty way,
in the yellow sand it will stand,
it will always be grand,

By John

As the jerboa hops along,
The desert sings its song,    
The jerboa hops and hops,
Until everything just stops.

By Althea

Caterpillars climbing tree to tree,

Caterpillars hanging on me,

Caterpillars drinking water,

Caterpillars going to see an otter.
By Andrew

The tiny gontoo penguin shuffles through the snow,
His tiny webbed feet take him where he wants to go,
He dives for a fish…
His favorite dish.

By Clare

The Gila monster will attack,
So the chinchilla won’t come back,
In the sand,
It rules its land.

By Nico

How Larry Got Fluffy,

a fairy tale

By Peter

Many years ago, in a small village, lived a cat named Larry.  He was a nice young cat but his owner wanted to sell him because he wasn’t soft and fluffy enough.

So, his owner looked and looked until he met a young boy named Peter.  Peter brought Larry home. In order to make Larry fluffier, Peter got a jar of magic fluff and mixed it with some catnip. But, it wasn’t enough.  He mixed the fluff with some fish. But, it wasn’t enough. He mixed it with some cat food. But, it wasn’t enough. He mixed it with some tuna fish juice. But, it wasn’t enough.

One day, Peter went to get the magic fluff jar and have Larry try it plain, but the jar was empty. Peter went to see Larry, and suddenly, he saw that Larry was fluffy! And from that day, Larry has remained fluffy.   The End.

Mrs. Palmer & Mrs. Coppinger
By: Kate
Mrs. Palmer is my teacher, and I’m going to tell you about her!!!! She has short, curly, blondish-brown hair that goes down to her chin, and she teaches language arts. She helps me when I need a book to read. She also suggests really interesting stories and books. She has been teaching for 5 years in Falmouth and 15 in all. Mrs. Palmer is a great teacher, go Mrs. Palmer!!!!!
    
     Mrs. Coppinger is my other teacher, and I would like to tell you about her also!!!! She has brown hair that goes just below her chin. Mrs. Coppinger teaches math, science, and social studies. She team-teaches with Mrs. Palmer.

Monster Trucks are Very Fun

By: Peter

     Monster trucks can crush a car. They are very strong. They can go through mud, very deep water, and the forests with ten feet of snow, including slush! It takes gas. It has a 2OO gallon tank! It smells so bad because it is a monster truck. Riding in a MONSTER TRUCK is superb!!!