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Best Poems From
BIRDIE ANDERSON
(June 1, 1993-someday someway)
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The ninjas
Holding on the door knob
My hands are sweating
Panting beats in my head
Are they coming
To take me to my doom
To drag me from my room
Echo of footsteps down the hall
Voices whispering
Is she here at all
Before my brain can react
They tear in here and attack
Do get that I am a ninja
You can't see my amazing reflexes
Can you climb on the ceiling
Nope, and I can
Do see the ninja
Creeping around in the shadows
You can't see him cus trained
To deceive the all mighty warriors
Of evil
Go team
We are not what they think
We have skills that their bodies
Can't comprehend
No muscles
Slightly flexiblity
Thats all it takes for me
To beat up you
They aren't aware
That they are in danger
Now lets
Come from behind
Because surprise is the key
We are better than kung fu fighters
Do get that I am a ninja
You can't see my amazing reflexes
Can you climb on the ceiling
Nope, and I can
Do see the ninja
Creeping around in the shadows
You can't see him cus trained
To deceive the all mighty warriors
Of evil
Watch this
Oh you missed it
Catch that
Oh you dropped it
The ninjas got in the bag
One last thing before my
Team disposes you
Do get that I am a ninja
You can't see my amazing reflexes
Can you climb on the ceiling
Nope, and I can
Do see the ninja
Creeping around in the shadows
You can't see him cus trained
To deceive the all mighty warriors
Of evil
Birdie Anderson
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Secret Ninjas
A sound here
A sound there
They are somewhere
A rushing movement across of the room
A rushing movement pass me
I know these unhumanly fast creatures
Have come to mess with me
Secret ninjas
They love to play with your brain
With skills of momentum
And all the frictional fantasy things
They are not beings, I promise
They are way too quick, It's a trick
One moment they are right in front of you
But in the next
Where'd they go?
Ohhhhhh those-secret-ninjas
Bad guys
Good guys
Don't which side their on
Too smart
Too strong
That is their ways
How do their minds
Have the complexity to do this
How many talents can one man have?
Secret ninjas
Kung fu fighters don't scare them
If you can run fire
They can hold in their hand
With skills of secret ways
And all of the reflexes instinct things
They are not normal, I promise
They are so invincible, It's a trick
One second they are drawling their weapon
But in the next
Their enemy's are already defeated?
Ohhhhhh those-secret-ninjas
They are lurking in the shadows
They are some where in the room
The CIA & FBI can't get hold on them
No crimes on their hands or so we thinkg
But every one would love to know them
Secret Ninjas
You are the forgotten warriors
Some say they are flexible
But they obviously haven't seen you
With the knowledge of a high tech computer
Along with all the old scrolls old teachings things
They are not from this planet, I promise
They are way too unbelievably real, It's a trick
One blink they are staring at me
And in the next
They have left
Oh-wow-those secret ninjas
Birdie Anderson
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Persian Ballet
Starting their Persian ballet
The fireflies are on their way
The dusk begins to end the day
As the grass bends like the sea waves
With rush of wind
And the kicking of sand
Wear your red point shoes
With the nodding of heads
And the arms stiffened
Everything is in a harmony
Step after step
Swing after swing
This is what we call
Dancing
The deer leap to each heart beat
The dancers sing to another sweetly
The children the watch
As mother forgets to weep
With rush of wind
And the kicking of sand
Wear your red point shoes
With the nodding of heads
And the arms stiffened
Everything is in a harmony
Step after step
Swing after swing
This is what we call
Dancing
As the dancers eyes collide
And hearts bells ring inside
A plague of thoughts
The children now have been taught
Ending their Persian ballet
Bowing heads are heavy
Arms are steel and weak
This is what we call
Dancing
Birdie Anderson
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<3 @ 1st sight
Walking fast
With her new high heels
Skate boarding
On his old wheels
But this is the part that we all know
Where they don't watch where they go
CRASH!
Her coffee flies in the air
BANG!
His head hits the ground
But now we know what happens next
He tries to pick everything
They both say sorry and stand up
WHAM!
They both look into each others eyes
RAM!
Their hearts collided inside
That's right its....
Love at first sight
Birdie Anderson
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