My Box Poems

My Box is made if…….

leather and of rubber, it is a football and it’s got bee’s wings over the “leather so it’s really strong.

 

And it is as big as……

a rock that’s 50m big, 50m wide it’s the biggest football box ever it’s massive.

 

It Opens…..

when it’s Man Utd. Playing against Man City in the F.A. cup final

and it sings “KEANO THERE’S ONLY ONE

KEANO!!!! For Man Utd.”

 

I Will put in my box…..

Buffon saving the best taking penalty i will put in my box Roy Keane tackling Patrick Veira in the F.A. cup final.  

I will put in my box Eric Cantona drop kicking one of the Crystal Palace fans.

 I am going to put in my box David Beckham taking a free kick against Greece in the dying minutes.

 

And memory of…….

when Manchester United lifted the Euro Champions league in ‘99 against Bayern Munich when Ole Gunner Solhaa scored in the last minute.

                                                     

My Box closes…

with applause “ROAR!!!”                

                                                          

By Ryan

 

My box is made of a big peace of glowing tin with lots of love hearts on.

 

And it is as big as a castle standing like a straight peace of grass on a fine sunny day.

 

It opens like a sparkly leaf snapping off a tree.

 

Inside are some glittering diamonds and a red ruby ring the colour of blood.

 

I  and the memory of when I went on holiday with my family having fun in the pool.

 

My box closes like a silky piece of material folding over smoothly and gently.

 

               By

                  Lauren

 

My box is made of bright red rubies

And it is as big as a long palace tower.

 

It opens like my granny’s creaky bones.

 

Inside is a stallion pony with a black and white mane.

 

And the memory of my old stallion pony called Lucky.

 

 

My box closes like a mouse’s squeak

 

        By Sarah

 

My box is made of shiny yellow metal.

And it is as big as a gigantic shiny soft blue whale.

 It opens like thunder and lightning crashing through the sky.

Inside is a fierce grumpy tiger. 

AND the memory of a dark scary

Forest with tigers grumping.

My box closes like a dog chewing on a floorboard.

     

 

By Paul