Peoms by My Son

My Pencil My pencil has a big pink eraser with a huge sharp tip. My pencil has stripes of yellow with words on it. My pencil writes and draws all shapes and sizes. My pencil is made out of wood with lead inside of it. Icicles Icicles, icicles hanging here, Icicles, icicles hanging there, Smashing and crashing on the ground, Hitting all the people and seeing them frown. October Thrills and chills run down your back. Ghostly figures start to chat. Black cats roam around and scare you to the ground. Zombies start to scare and turn into big bears. Then there was a flash and a beam, then you know it's Halloween. A crazy day I was on a dock. I saw a hawk and it started to mock me side to side. It started to glide. I tried to hide, until it started to run away. Man, it was a crazy day.